And welcome to Friday morning.
As mentioned pretty much every single day this week, I’m off on this lovely morning, but that doesn’t mean a lot of extra sleep.
Sleeping can get kind of boring past 8:00 am, you guys.
My plans for the day include relaxing, maybe getting ahold of the laundry situation in my home, and finally making it to yoga.
Every Thursday, I have big plans to make it something called sunrise yoga.
The few times I have managed to wake up and drag my creaky self, I’ve loved it.
But mostly, I love spending an extra hour in my bed.
I can work on that another week.
However, yoga today is at several times that don’t compete with my bed, so I think it’s safe to say I can get myself into a couple vinyasas.
Last night at “book club” I learned several things, among them, that nachos are probably the best dinner on the face of the planet, and also that maybe I should give Cloud Atlas another try.
I opened it up last December on a plane after a double dose of Xanax, and it was pointed out to me by my friends that perhaps I hadn’t been in the correct state of mind to judge the book based on the first drug-induced thirty pages.
Good point, you guys.
And with that, I’m off to get this one started, free of work e-mails and spreadsheets.
Enjoy the sunshine if you’ve got it.