Black and White Heels
Alarm goes off - it's 5:15am. Keeping my eyes closed - I reach around until I find my phone, with one eye squinting open - I pull up the website for my daughter's school to see if she has to go in. 2 hour delay - YES! Back to sleep I go. A little less than two hours later - I am up and taking my son to work. It's around this time that I notice that my husband is not home and that he left at some point during the middle of the night to go out to plow and salt the roads. I must have been tired - because I never heard him get up or leave nor did I hear him watching TV (I only know this because of the placement of the remote) - it's a good thing someone didn't break into the house, I would have slept right through it.
Proceeded to work all day - cleaning up one mini fire after another. And then came several hours of thinking of my former friend and the loss of her mother yesterday. I had been texted the information for the viewing and service which is this weekend. I want to go and pay my respects to my friend's mother and let my friend know that I am terribly sorry for her loss. But there is still a small part of me that feels awkward about going because we have been estranged for almost two years. Not sure what exactly to do at this point, but I will figure it out.
This evening was spent relaxing and shopping around online. And now I am ready for bed. My mind is full of lots of stuff and none of it requires a simple answer - at least not one that I have discovered yet.
"Contemplation often makes life miserable. We should act more, think less, and stop watching ourselves live."
Chamfort
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