Before the alarm clock has a chance to chirp its lovely morning jazz melody, my eyes pop open.

No alarm clock needed for this middle aged woman accustomed to early mornings and early bedtimes.

Quietly, I make it to the coffee maker to wake it up.

Waiting for what seems like eternity, I finally see the coffee is brewed up and ready to pour.

Tiptoeing to the front door, I open the door and barely let the door close behind me as to not wake a soul.

Recently, we had some landscaping done in our yard. New bushes, some flowering plants, and small trees were planted.

Once again, I find myself watering plants.

Watering can be grueling and time consuming. Standing over these bushes with a hose, making sure to get all of the ground around them wet and making sure not to miss one.

Sorry to leave you hanging in the last post…but sometimes a writer needs a pause. :)

So, where were we?

Yes, I was on the bathroom floor begging God to let the earth cave in so that I would not have to speak at this women’s Christmas dinner.

The earth did not cave in. Unfortunately.