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From Drop Box

I was late-ish to work because:

The blankets were too warm
The coffee too hot
The shower so nice
The kisses too sweet
The clouds so golden
The sunrise so breathtaking
The impulse to stop and take pictures was greater than the lure of the clock

From Drop Box

Today is my Friday. I get to spend the whole long weekend with my little stinkers and wife. While I am yearning for a mini-road trip and adventure, my wife wants to spend a quiet day at home making our own adventures. We’re going to play in the back yard, hang new twinkle lights in the dogwood, maybe make a fort in the living room or out of the dining room table, maybe go out to lunch, maybe order a new couch.

I’m thinking we might also have some momma times making s’mores and enjoying an evening by the fire outside (if the mosquitoes aren’t too bad!) after the babies go to bed.

It is amazing how unfettered I’m feeling lately. A lot of pressure and tension that I didn’t realize I was carrying is gone. Taking a random day off while in class? That’s amazing. I am sleeping better, enjoying more, stressing and dreading less. I am lonely, though, in a weird sort of way. My closest friends at work are all moving in to new assignments that seem to run contrary to my schedule. So I eat lunch alone these days. Not that I couldn’t walk into the café and sit with anyone I wanted, I just choose to be a hermit. Is it fair to complain of loneliness and yet choose to be alone? Maybe not. But it is still a tugging feeling that I can’t shake and my introversion makes me just want to fall into a book at lunch rather than try to find comfortable conversation with people I don’t see that often over lunch.

(no subject)

From Drop Box

I was late-ish to work because:

The blankets were too warm
The coffee too hot
The shower so nice
The kisses too sweet
The clouds so golden
The sunrise so breathtaking
The impulse to stop and take pictures was greater than the lure of the clock

From Drop Box

Today is my Friday. I get to spend the whole long weekend with my little stinkers and wife. While I am yearning for a mini-road trip and adventure, my wife wants to spend a quiet day at home making our own adventures. We’re going to play in the back yard, hang new twinkle lights in the dogwood, maybe make a fort in the living room or out of the dining room table, maybe go out to lunch, maybe order a new couch.

I’m thinking we might also have some momma times making s’mores and enjoying an evening by the fire outside (if the mosquitoes aren’t too bad!) after the babies go to bed.

It is amazing how unfettered I’m feeling lately. A lot of pressure and tension that I didn’t realize I was carrying is gone. Taking a random day off while in class? That’s amazing. I am sleeping better, enjoying more, stressing and dreading less. I am lonely, though, in a weird sort of way. My closest friends at work are all moving in to new assignments that seem to run contrary to my schedule. So I eat lunch alone these days. Not that I couldn’t walk into the café and sit with anyone I wanted, I just choose to be a hermit. Is it fair to complain of loneliness and yet choose to be alone? Maybe not. But it is still a tugging feeling that I can’t shake and my introversion makes me just want to fall into a book at lunch rather than try to find comfortable conversation with people I don’t see that often over lunch.