I slept hard waking once again with high hopes of the clock touting 5 or 6 am on my way to the bathroom. No luck, 2am. I apply my usual set of disciplinary rules, “Go back to sleep. You will.”
But I gave up by 3 am, hoping when I looked again at the clock that maybe it could at least be 4 am? No.
So this is how it goes and that’s OK. Four hours of solid sleep will have to do. I turn on the Christmas tree and watch the world news. Hey, they’re up. It’s unusually balmy. We slept with the windows open again, and I opened more over the sink while making coffee. I am grateful to have coffee back, and the tea will come in handy when my son and his wife come to stay for a week on Saturday.
Bored I decide on a trip to Walmart.
Others are there shopping even at 4:30 am. I didn’t realize there was a run on candy canes and after some scouting found the last box of peppermint canes. All the Christmas candies were moved into a tiny section over near the pharmacy and the seasonal section was now full of Valentine’s Day candy.
I buy gluten free blueberry muffins for my daughter-in-law, and special gluten free granola, along with a few other items. The cashier is especially cheery considering the hour and considering she is working so early on Christmas Eve morning.
As very cool old folks, I have pre-purchased tickets to Star Wars 3D at noon tomorrow as we don’t celebrate as a family until Monday. Today Samuel and I will slip the canoe in the creek. All is well…
Merry Holidays to all, and my thanks for the many gentle nudges of support…