It’s 8am, and so far today:
I’ve been up for 6 hours…
driven 200 miles over 6 mountain passes…
had 2 breakfasts 5 hours apart…
dropped my husband at the airport so he could fly back to work in ND…
drank 2 huge cups of black coffee…
and laughed at my balding friend’s description of how nostalgic it makes him to brush his huge, red, mountain-man beard.
On a normal day, I wake up at 8am (at the earliest!).
I rarely have a need to drive.
I am cooking my one and only breakfast.
I don’t drink coffee.
I prefer to cuddle with my husband instead of saying goodbye for 16 days again.
I don’t get to see my buddy S – or laugh at his insane beard. Why did I forget to get a picture of that again?!
|This is from skiing with S. last winter – add a HUGE HUGE HUGE beard onto this pic of him –
a seriously brushable length beard. I about died laughing when I saw him at breakfast this morning. 🙂
It’s been a bizarre day so far… let’s see what the rest of the day brings!
*EDITED* to say that I’m skiing with him in a couple of weeks and will get a pic of the beard then. 🙂
Also, the drive this morning was roundtrip – we live 30 minutes from an airport, but it was cost prohibitive to fly out of there today so I drove C to an airport about 100 miles south of here. When we go to Denver for RE appointments, that’s 300+ miles northeast of here. Sometimes I hate living in the middle of nowhere.
Also, the day just kept getting crazier. Showed property all day, and the people ACTUALLY WANT TO SUBMIT AN OFFER! Rare around here lately. Now I’m headed off to my photography class..and I still haven’t slept. Bets on me falling asleep in the class before 9pm?!