The morning started very well for a Monday morning: 2 firemen in my house. As I was lying in bed, half awake, ready to doze off again and grateful for the fan in the window, it stopped. I checked the lamp with no success, telling myself that I should probably call PG&E to report a power outage but I really wanted to sleep. Within minutes, of course the alarm went off, so I dressed in a robe, grabbed a flashlight and headed outside to check the breakers. Nothing. I was checking to see if my neighbors had power when a firetruck pulled up and stopped in front of me. A dream come true…until he told me they were checking for a blown transformer. They came through my house to check the poles out back and then left…no romance, no nothing. Still, what a kickass way to wake up on a Monday morning.
The kids did really well with no power. Ethan made the funniest face regarding no waffles, but somehow he survived. I made oatmeal for all of us, since we have a gas stove. Dropped off my Boy, dropped of my Girl. She astounds me. This girl is exactly what I want to be when I grow up – she is so beautiful, so kind, so caring. I told her to look me in the eyes (this is really tough to do – try it with someone, anyone, and look into each other’s eyes for 30 seconds) and as she did,
I told her how I felt about her.
Work. I love the people I work with. I had planned to be home after mid-day, because I work long days during midweek, but today was a little different and I ended up staying the whole day. So much for going to the gym to see about switching things for rock climbing.
Darkness by 7:15 and it gets earlier every night. I live for this time of the year and these nights – the cooler weather (which will happen, hopefully, at some point), fire in the fireplace… cozy socks so my bare feet don’t feel all the loose dog hair. Working nine hour days on top of child-raising, “cooking” and laundering, who the hell has time to sweep floors? I had another talk with The Boy tonight. I love that kid. There comes a point in every mother’s life when we learn about situations are kids are involved in which are out of our control. I have taught my Boy a lot, now I sit back and have gotta have faith <cue George Michael below>.
Listening to
the Giants-Cubs game. I had a Reikki session scheduled at nine to help my ailing back, but with the game just entering the mid of the 6th, that time won’t work. Fortunately Mark rescheduled for 10. We’ll see if I can be Reiki’d back to health and then slumber. If Monday started with firemen, I can’t wait to see what Tuesday brings.
Pictures: Boy and his pup; My post firemen no-electricity coffee
Video: Munzer Hips do “Faith” by George Michael in 2014
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