I love it when I need a garage remote control battery and I have the exact one in my battery stash.

Imagine a window that you toss pebbles toward to wake up the sleeping person inside. Now imagine Jeremy waking up and thinking it’s his own idea…
it worked.

My tummy is growling as breakfast cooks. I was going to say “I’m so hungry,” then realized how ludicrous a statement that is.

A good day today, good work, good play, visited with friends, heard live music, hung with the bf, shared a delish dinner. Then drank 2 cups of real coffee with sugar at 10pm Hmmm 2am and I’m officially tired and wired… The Surefire Remedy: Turn all equipment off, lie down in the pitch dark in the dead silence and pay attention to how good the bed feels to my arms, my legs and torso; how good the air feels in my lungs.

The almost full moon is beckoning me to go outside for some yoga in the garden. It’s hard to say no under an almost full moon. Yes, I can touch the sky. Yes, I can kiss the ground.

I like to keep track of how often my spidey sense is on target, even in small things.  A few days ago I wrote that I’d accurately predicted some events that sidekick Jeremy would encounter at work.  Today he was scheduled to get off after 9:00pm.  As I dropped him off at the office,  I told him I thought they’d cut him loose between 7:00 and 7:15pm.  He called at 6:58pm.

Actor Michael Caine tells a great story of sitting once in between takes on a movie set with a young actor.  The newbie complained about being made to wait, “I get paid to act, not to wait.”  Caine, in his wisdom,  corrected him: “No, as a matter of fact, we are paid to wait.  The acting part of it is just the icing on the cake.”

Last night after I picked Jeremy up from work last night, I was wide awake at 2:00am so I finished labelling and stuffing magazines into the mailers for the December issue of Horizons.   I got them all loaded into my car and then I came inside and prepared the post office paperwork.  First thing this morning, I was halfway through my morning yoga when I remembered it was post office day!  I drove the mags downtown to the bulk mail facility.  On the way home, I stopped by the bank to make a deposit, then at the Malabar Road post office to mail the first class subscriptions.  I picked up paper products at the Big Lots next door.  I went across the street to Walmart for a few more items.  Once home,  I took a lap around the yard to see what plants might benefit the most by some water and set up the sprinkler.  I swept the fallen oak leaves and twigs off the driveway.  I came inside and rearranged my office again.  I’m always on a quest to have less and less in each room.  This way also lets me see more of the courtyard just outside the window.  After I drive JoyBoy to work, I’ll head over the Home Depot and return a case of caulk.  I always buy more than enough and return what I don’t use.  Or maybe I’ll save that for tomorrow and just come home and crash out.  This is my favorite kind of Black Friday.   I don’t need to buy anything.  I’m not rushed to get anywhere.  I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do.   Life is good.