
FOR TODAY
November 2
Outside my window...the red roses continue to bloom, and the tops of the bushes cover half the window. I feel like I'm Sleeping Beauty.
I am thinking...that I woke up too early. It's 6:24 a.m., not 7:24 a.m. And I seriously loathe having to set the clocks back. It's an idiotic idea. Can we be like Arizona? Why are they off the hook with daylight saving time?
I am thankful for...my oldest son's temperature breaking. He's had a very high fever for a few days, and this morning, it dipped down. It's unsettling when the little boy who is usually crashing into furniture in a football tackle suddenly is still.
From the learning rooms...the children are still working on learning about the respiratory system (for science) and the Vikings (for history).
From the kitchen...my coffee pot is bubbling. Nothing else. Because it's really 6:24.
I am wearing...a greyish blue tee shirt with a gigantic V on it (in case I forget my name), dark blue running pants, and, for a special touch, a big fluffy teal robe. Nice! Obviously Rachel Zoe is my stylist.
I am creating...a collection of felt fingerpuppets (for a Christmas gift) and sketching ideas for a collection of Paper Dalis.
I am going...to have to make a conscious decision to maintain a joyful heart amid struggles.
I am reading..."The Knife Man: Blood, Bodysnatching and the Birth of Modern Surgery" and an absolute ginormous tome about digital marketing.
I am hoping...that I can accomplish everything I would like to do this week. I am hoping that I can stop talking about getting healthy and actually take steps to improve my health with exercise.
I am hearing...snoring from Sebastian who sleptwalked (sleepwalked?) and passed out in the hallway last night. The oldest boy is also snoring from his sick bed. And the winner of the snoring contest is my husband, who is rattling the windows as he snores.
Around the house...are lollipop wrappers and bits of felt from an overenthusiastic felt crafter.
One of my favorite things...is to have a quiet hour or two before anyone else wakes up.
A few plans for the rest of the week: work, work work; take the girl to choir; do some freelance editing ... Everything depends on how quickly the oldest boy gets better and/if the others get sick.
Here is picture for thought I am sharing...Praying for the deceased on this All Souls Day:
Special thanks to the hostess of the daybook: