Sixth day in a row….  Yay!

See, this is the kind of life I’d like.   I spend part of the day exercising or doing whatever.    The other part is writing about stuff and faffing around.    In this case, watching a couple of episodes of Zero Punctuation.   Especially the writing part.    If I could somehow keep this type of personal schedule for a while, who knows what I would come up with, except catching up on ZP.

Yes, although I don’t play games that much, I still enjoy Yahtzee’s wit or, sometimes, the lack of it.

Although this is day six of writing a blog, I’m not sure this will actually be published today as the internet connection isn’t connecting.  That’s the second time today that I’m aware of.  The connection symbol is on, but nothing is connecting to it.   Not the laptop.   Not the phone.   Nada.   At least I know it’s Comcast since multiple things went down.   It’s not like they receive a monthly severance package or anything.

Today…  today, I did something a little different.  Well, not different, but revisited an old habit.  Got up early… early which used to be my typical routine of 5ish am.  Went downtown about 6 and walked around doxy hunting.   That’s about a good two hours… where I found approximately two doxies.    Yep, just two.

After, I went to the gym and spend some quality time on cardio machines while watching Re:Zero.  I wasn’t sure if I’d like that anime at first, but it really started to grow on me.   There’s just something about a protagonist promoting his lack of strength and intelligence that’s a bit endearing.

What really kind of made today special was reconnecting to morning.

Yeah, I know that’s hard for people (Jason) who is in complete zombie mode until noon and gradually becomes more self-aware throughout the day.

But, for people like me who have a hard on/off switch somewhere in the back of the brain, the morning can be glorious.

Wait.  I need to clarify.
I think I have an on/off on/off on/off switch as I tend to get up a lot in the middle of the night.  I guess my inner child likes playing with the light switch.   However, I’ve started to think of those times as when the switch is sliding from the on to off position.  More importantly, I know that’s ** not ** when to grade papers.

Anyway… the morning.
The morning when the sky is pink and blue.   The air is cool.   Fog fits perfectly in the fields.  I’ve always found that calming and encouraging, especially when driving for some reason.

A perfect morning — and most of them are perfect for those who appreciate them — ….  I don’t know.   I guess you have to be a lark to understand.

I’m certainly not biased.   Sunset is a spectacular time as well and often goes unnoticed.   But, there can’t be a sunset without a morning.

One day, maybe Jason will appreciate it with me a little bit.   Until then, I’m slowly going to take back my typical morning hours.  I’ve been sleeping late for way too long.

But yeah…   I like this routine.
I become physically exhausted during the day and attempt to write something in the evening.  Perfect.  I feel like I’ve done something physically and mentally and don’t guilty about neglecting or overdoing either one of them.

I just have to figure out how to keep this up when class starts again.
Maybe I’ll feel comfortable enough to free-write again.

Other then that, I guess my first week sans Jason is going well.    I start back with the doctors on Monday — the first being Dr. S – my (anti-depressant) drug dealer.    At some point, I need to schedule my heart check-up, dentist, and cancer check.  At some point, I should go to the thyroid doctor and see if the primary care needs any blood drawn.   Time to start putting health insurance to work!  Hurray.

I’ve been half thinking about getting my hair thinned out a bit.   It’s getting to be a bit too frizzy, even for me.

Dunno.
Thanks for sticking with me.