As much as I hate the manipulation of time (in countries that don’t manipulate their clocks, the days get longer at the beginning and end, just as they do under DST, without the need to adjust to the artificial adjustment of time. Just sayin’), I admit I like waking up with some light in the eastern sky. And at noon I still feel as though I have the entire day ahead of me…but by 5, not so much.
This morning I woke before the dogs did (yay!) and snoozed while Chris fixed the coffee: I set up the coffee pot, he turns it on. Then he steams milk, makes 2 double shots of espresso, pours one double shot into a tall insulated mug, adds the milk, coffee, puts the lid on and delivers. And that’s what I do for him on his days off. The beverage is rich, foamy, and full of caffeine. There is no wrong way to do it.
So after my coffee I walked the dogs, who are all too excited to be out in the chill, licking dew off grass, leaping at the ends of the leash because my walking is so slow, sniffing and peeing on the same places, no matter our route. I love their enthusiasm. It encourages me to ride my bike. And most days I do.
Today I almost didn’t: My Garmin didn’t start right away; I dropped my chain (I may not have shared here how much I hate to get my hands dirty), I felt I was overdressed and didn’t want to sweat that much, and blahblahblah. So this happened: http://www.strava.com/activities/216579532/segments/5114631368
After that I cleaned up, previewed 5 properties, confirmed showings for an out-of-town client, firmed up Sunday’s ride, and depending on when the Niners play, showings on Sunday afternoon.
I strive for balance; as a Libra I am predisposed and hard-wired to it. These last few days are aligning nicely.