I woke up at 4:06 this morning. I lingered in bed with a meditation of sorts. Then I got up and ate breakfast, followed by exercises. I thought about going for a walk, but ended up cleaning my house instead.
I think I wanted to clean because I’d just done laundry and ran the dishwasher, and it seemed a natural extension of preparing myself to leave home for nearly a week. I picked up my office, which I’d been putting off for months. Vacuumed everywhere. Wiped down the table and covers on the kitchen. I worked up a sweat.
Time flew for me. At 9:30 I realized I needed to shower to get to Boise for lunch. So I showered, packed up the car, and headed out after stopping to say hello to my next door neighbor who had been out of town.
I think the DMV messed something up. I might have to call them next week when I get back from the conference. It’s frustrating, but I’m handling it.
I had a burger for lunch with fries and a soda. Then we watched some shows on streaming and relaxed for the afternoon and evening. I’m headed to bed with three alarms set in a cascade in case I don’t respond to the first (or second). But I think even with losing an hour I’ll have time to get enough sleep tonight.
I let my emotions about another work trip without Ambrose to take me to and pick me up from the airport. I didn’t do a lot of traveling without him performing those duties. I tried to let it out as much as I could so it’s easier not to get overly emotional while traveling with co-workers.
I feel Ambrose with me tonight.