Tag: tired

  • Monday meditation

    Monday meditation

    Another Monday List in hand Wondering how It got so grand If I had another 23 hours In each and every day I could do all of the things And would never have to say I’m sorry I can’t I’d love to but no There’s too many things Without enough time to show The world…

  • Thursday dreaming

    Thursday dreaming

    Another episode of Thursday thoughts, on the heels of what may or may not be a cold. It’s one of those tickley bothers, the kind where you think any minute you’re about to get deathly ill with some virus, and may never recover, except it never really arrives- at least, not so far. I’m three…

  • Low pressure blues

    Low pressure blues

    Barometer rising The tension is high Pounding in the temples As I rush to stay dry The clouds roil above Life continues below I nervously await For this storm to blow I take medicine and coffee To get through the day As the sudden change in pressure Causes me dismay Once upon a time I…

  • Half day Monday

    Half day Monday

    I love half day mondays! This summer I decided that instead of taking a bunch of time off I was going to try to shorten my work week, Weather and responsibilities permitting. This is the first week where I’ve felt what that means, And so far, I’m digging it. This week, I worked only Monday…

  • Thursday’s thoughts

    Thursday’s thoughts

    The weekly Thursday thought rolls around at five pm. Once again, I feel many years older than my age, confused why everything hurts and I’m so tired. And then I remember- I’m at the stage of life where a full day of the same kind of work drains me so much that by the time…

  • Midweek musing

    How did the week creep up so fast? Only two more days until another weekend and my to-do list has grown once again. The long weekend has gone and taken its usual toll, with fond memories and sleep deprivation all I have to show for it. Now I’m confused about where my time goes as…

  • Draws close, the end

    The scent lingers as I enter A hush over the room tells me I’m in a holy space I feel the weight of the air Silent and expectant Waiting For the moment when they shall usher Out an old friend I remember times when we spoke Good humour and wit And now I see eyes…

  • Day at Calaway

    Day at Calaway

    A Sunday like no other, We packed up and hit the road Headed for the place Where the seats are sold By the ones and twos, Or in our case by five and ten, We got there nice and early, With some good old friends The kids were full of excitement The doors swung open…

  • Late night with my thoughts

    Late night with my thoughts

    Night falls late in my home, My body droops and I sigh So much running through my head As another day goes by I wonder if I forgot To cross my i’s and dot my t’s And wonder if I remembered To give enough thanks and please Another month is ending, Another week almost through…

  • Aftermath

    Aftermath

    Another launch day almost gone and I’m still as pumped as the first one. It was a whirlwind day with kids, work, sick kid/husband and posting for a Facebook party but somehow, I skidded through it all with a great mood. I did my first ever Facebook live which was truly hilarious. I couldn’t believe…