Posted in Happiness, Reading, Sleep, Travel

The Bed Is Bigger Than The Kitchen

 The first day in a new place. 

Where to get food? 

How to organize time? 

What to do first? 

Who are these others? 

How to fit in?

Mostly, how to fit into this kitchen. Holy closet! (I am writing in the WordPress app for Ipad and I am having a little fit with inserting pics, so if they are huge or microscopic –sorry.)

This is G’s elbow to elbow wingspan in the kitchen.

  
Fun, right?

The bed is huge, though. What doees this say about where to spend time?

  
The day is hot and soft and quiet. The water is bathtub temperature, shallow and clear. Shells everywhere.

We went for groceries, and for breakfast.

Florida is weird.  By weird I don’t mean “bad” just not my tribe. But I wasn’t expecting that. It’s not a hip, vibrant, exciting place. It has a decidedly “Grandma” vibe. We didn’t come here for the vibe, though, we came here to be soft and quiet and warm and contemplative. And to drink gin and tonics (me) and beer (her).

We came here to rest and re-set, to get back to some deep, warm, elemental place. We came here to talk and read and nap and sup and walk and ride bikes everywhere. 

We came here to notice things, both exotic, and ordinary. 

At the entrance to the grocery store there were these huge cages scattered under towering palms,  each one housed an exotic colorful bird. The bird at the entrance said “Hello!” to everyone who passed his cage. Another one wolf-whistled when you walked by. 

We brought lots of books, and very little work. I kept my FaceTime appointment with Jennifer, and then I started a new book and then we went for lunch, and then we took naps, and now it’s time for dinner, and then a drive out to Bowman Beach to watch the sunset.

  
  

Posted in Food, Sleep, yoga

Adding A New Worksheet To My Day

I’ve spent a lot of time today trying to figure out how I am going to do all the things I want to do, have committed to doing, and all the things I am currently “streaking.”

It’s all coming together nicely, I think, except for 2 small things: sleeping and bathing.

If it weren’t for sleeping and bathing, and to some extent, eating, I would be golden.

I cannot for the life of me find slots for those two things in my day. Maybe if I were better at Excel I could add another sheet? Another workbook? (Seriously, I need a lot of help with Excel. If any of you Excel wizards could give me a few lessons, I would love to schedule that in.)

Oh wait. Maybe not. Sleep and bathing. Focus, Kath.

So here’s one scenario: Home from class around 8 PM, maybe earlier if I’m lucky. Do I have a light snack and go directly to bed and get up early and shower? Or, do I take a nice hot bath, have a glass of wine, and sleep a little longer in the morning?

In both scenarios I am not getting enough sleep, it’s just a matter of figuring out if the night shower/bath will energize me too much to sleep? And if the morning shower will be too jarring given I have to take it practically in the middle of the night, (which is now called “morning.”)

Oh, hand to brow! Me and my (first world) problems!