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Sunday, December 05, 2010

Day 104 - The morning after . . .

That phrase, all by itself, conjures up all kinds of feelings. This morning, it simply means that I'm exhausted. I flew to Houston yesterday to attend our company "Holiday" party. I guess it's politically incorrect to call it anything else this time of year. Anyway, I digress . . . it was a dress up affair downtown and it was good to see lots of folks I don't typically get to see. But flying to get dressed up, eat and drink too much, hurry to get back to the airport in time to wait on the flight which is delayed by an hour at last count. When I was younger, this would have been a piece of cake, but today, I'm feeling every moment of my 49 and counting years. (That reminds me, Happy Birthday Anne!!!)

Anyway, here I sit, a bit groggy from that last glass of red wine that I really wanted, thought I needed . . . Ha! Waiting. Thinking about the tree that needs decorating at home, the house that needs cleaning and decorating and the sweet boy that I can't wait to hug!

Last year's tree - note to self, move litter box this year!


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