I've done this a few times in the last week.
Wondered why my body felt as if it was fuzzy or teeming with electricity.
Then that heel of the hand to the head duh moment occurs.
I had two cups of strong coffee and didn't eat a thing.
So, when I look up from my laptop and the job applications that I've been sending out and see that it's two in the afternoon, I've looked at all the job boards have offered for the day, and I'm shaking from malnourished brain cells, running on caffeine fumes, I shouldn't be surprised.
It's also December. Not really my favorite month, but I do like the holiday that it was bequeathed with. What I don't like about it is the commercial, coma inducing, frenzied shopping that goes on. I avoid malls and other retail establishments, if I can, in normal months and on normal days. Even going to Panera Bread, at SW Plaza Mall, for my critique group borders on insanity to me. Just goes to show how masochistic I've become in my pursuit of writing.
This year, I'm not yet in the spirit of things. For one, we haven't had that much snow. Even in the mountains. That is not a good thing in Colorado. A few days ago, it was like September in the weather department. What's with that?
Seeing lights go up on the houses has helped a bit, ours are up too. Maybe if I decorate inside, it'll be more festive. However, I like seeing a bit of snow around this time of year. I feel a little bit like Bing Crosby and entourage in White Christmas, when they get to Vermont and there's no snow on the ground.
Anyway, I'm going to make the best of things, avoid people crushing mall crowds, ignore all the ads TV and internet, and concentrate on what the season is supposed to be about. Love.
Love your families, even if they try your patience sometimes. Life is too short not to. Love your fellow man/woman/child. I know this is a hard thing to do, but believe me, a little act of random kindness goes a long way.
Okay, that's my caffeine induced, ramble.
If I want to drink coffee and not eat anything until after two in the afternoon, that's my issue, right? (Just don't tell my daughter. I just lectured her on how she needs to eat and not skip meals).
Love and peace to you this Christmas season,