My Saturday morning started at 3:30 when Delia woke me up for a new blanket. I couldn't get back to sleep, so I just came downstairs and turned on the coffee. This cute little song was waiting in my inbox New Love Song
The Farmer's Market won't last much longer, and I don't know if we'll get to do it next year, as they have a new director who disagrees with us being there because we don't grow our own wheat (I am not kidding). So I must enjoy these insanely early mornings while they last.People sometimes make a face when I tell them what time I get up every day, like it is some kind of terrible hardship or something. But I actually like it (assuming I get a regular amount of sleep the night before). My brain works better in the morning (after a certain amount of coffee) and I am much less prone to self defeating depression thoughts. It is dark outside, yes, but I know that the sun will be coming up shortly.Here's another cheery song from my inbox Gimme Some
I just love waking up each morning to new music!
Off to work for me!