Saturday, May 20, 2006
Early Morning Profundity
• May. 20, 2006 -
Well, it's 6:30 am on a Saturday morning. I would love to still be in bed asleep but I was awakened by what sounded like a knock on the back door at about 6 this morning. Being the mommy that I am I had a quick adrenaline rush and jumped out of bed thinking that RiverGirl had somehow gotten locked outside. I was halfway there before I even knew what day it was. RiverGirl often gets up very early and greets her neighborhood friends as they make their way to the schoolbus. She usually walks them to the bus stop and will usually be there waiting for them when they get home. In my sleepy state I forgot that there is no school today. The noise I heard turned out to be the neighbor loading something on his flatbed trailer that he keeps parked on the edge of his yard...close to our yard. Don't ask me why I thought it sounded like knocking I guess I'm just easily confused. I have something in my head that thinks that every little noise is somehow a call for me. I went towards the bedroom and realized that during the wee hours of the morning I had brought both babies into bed with me. Getting into bed now would only risk waking them. So here I am. My thoughts aren't really very gelled this morning...I would love to wow you with my deep and profound knowledge of something...anything really. But that is not to be.
Words keep running through my head for brief little visits. Words like spiritual insight, commitment to tasks, mothers hearts, fathers hearts, and even childlike hearts. The reality of the matter is that the only thoughts I have that I can string together into something sensible include a long line of thoughts on how I despise hayfever (which I have right now) and realizing that this desk is in terrible order. There is a pile of papers that I have no clue what it contains and on top of that a coin sorter kit that we use for counting the savings fron our vacation jar. There are open books and catalogs, and piles of all the new school curriculum I have yet to enter into my new Edu Track computer program, etc, etc. Sigh, the restful Saturday feeling is leaving quickly. I guess I'd better close for now. Babies are calling! Later I'll tell you all about the airshow to be held near us this weekend
Well, it's 6:30 am on a Saturday morning. I would love to still be in bed asleep but I was awakened by what sounded like a knock on the back door at about 6 this morning. Being the mommy that I am I had a quick adrenaline rush and jumped out of bed thinking that RiverGirl had somehow gotten locked outside. I was halfway there before I even knew what day it was. RiverGirl often gets up very early and greets her neighborhood friends as they make their way to the schoolbus. She usually walks them to the bus stop and will usually be there waiting for them when they get home. In my sleepy state I forgot that there is no school today. The noise I heard turned out to be the neighbor loading something on his flatbed trailer that he keeps parked on the edge of his yard...close to our yard. Don't ask me why I thought it sounded like knocking I guess I'm just easily confused. I have something in my head that thinks that every little noise is somehow a call for me. I went towards the bedroom and realized that during the wee hours of the morning I had brought both babies into bed with me. Getting into bed now would only risk waking them. So here I am. My thoughts aren't really very gelled this morning...I would love to wow you with my deep and profound knowledge of something...anything really. But that is not to be.
Words keep running through my head for brief little visits. Words like spiritual insight, commitment to tasks, mothers hearts, fathers hearts, and even childlike hearts. The reality of the matter is that the only thoughts I have that I can string together into something sensible include a long line of thoughts on how I despise hayfever (which I have right now) and realizing that this desk is in terrible order. There is a pile of papers that I have no clue what it contains and on top of that a coin sorter kit that we use for counting the savings fron our vacation jar. There are open books and catalogs, and piles of all the new school curriculum I have yet to enter into my new Edu Track computer program, etc, etc. Sigh, the restful Saturday feeling is leaving quickly. I guess I'd better close for now. Babies are calling! Later I'll tell you all about the airshow to be held near us this weekend
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