I miss mornings. I miss waking up in the morning, making coffee and enjoying the sunrise. It feels so weird when I wake up at 1 AM, when everybody is asleep and outside is pitch black.
Yesterday was Saturday for me (I know it was Wednesday), and I slept from 6 AM (an hour after I finished work) till 1 AM. I just couldn’t get out of bed. I was dead tired and the bed was the best place in the whole world to be in. And here I am in front of the computer, trying to be as quiet as a mouse. I’m trying not to wake up John and in a way to be productive (which is impossible at this hour).
I am grateful that I have sleeping buddies. They keep me company all the time, everywhere..
It can be in bed:
Or, when I am at the computer:
The results for the new position at work came back. It was as expected, I didn’t get it. Truthfully, I was hopeful of my chances. That until I found out there was one more person who applied. It was all hushed up, and it was by mistake we (all who applied for it) found out. If we knew, we wouldn’t have bothered applying for it.
Soon, a new position will be opened at work. I’m still unsure if I should go for it or not. The job itself pays much better, but its one of those jobs that doesn’t give you much time for yourself, or for anything else if I think about it.
Other than that, nothing has changed. I’m still on the night shift, John still works a lot during the day. The furies are doing good, no problems there. You could say, we are stuck in one nice routine. It’s annoying.
Did I mention that the weather is turning warmer? That is one of the good things. I was getting sick and tired of wearing boots and winter jackets.
In a way I was waiting for the nice weather. That means I can walk home from work, and actually enjoy myself. I have a lot of parks on the way home. Usually they are all empty in the morning. I could take Pluto for a walk. When Pluto was a pup, I used to take him on very long walks each morning. They were the best.