Friday, February 28, 2014

Three o'clock thoughts.... (same day)

Well.  Luther had to come home from work early because he is sick.  He is now standing here in front of me describing how awful it was to be sick at work and not be able to function.   It's an awkward, heart-wrenching thing.

The reality of this kicks my bitchy thoughts of getting an extra 1/2 hour of sleep straight to the snowy curb. That's kind of the rub.  I want to get to have feelings about that extra sleep (or whatever).

But then the reality of knowing I can pull down my jeans in case of a bad tummy emergency makes me see so very clearly that I can sleep later.

The cracks in my rose colored glasses keep getting bigger.

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