It’s 7:25 a.m. I’ve already baked a double batch of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Now I’m sitting around wishing there was someone I could call and annoy, but, well, it’s 7:25 a.m. Yesterday I had to wait until NINE to call for a haircut appointment. NINE! Why don’t they open at a reasonable time? Like seven?
Clearly the jet lag is doing something awful to me. I don’t even recognize this person who wakes up so early. It might have something to do with the fact that I fall asleep ridiculously early. Two of the last four nights, I’ve fallen asleep on the couch. Last night I bribed myself with House at 8 p.m. I told myself that going to sleep at 9, after House, would be just fine.
Except I fell asleep on the couch at 7:30.
The day is mad long when, like today, I can’t go back to sleep after 5 a.m.
The good news is that the days are so short that if I slept in until my (normally) preferred ten or so, I would have only six hours of light in my day. Seasonal affective disorder, anyone?
The other good news is that there are still some pretty leaves on the trees. I was so happy, flying over
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reading your post made me feel queasy... I'm not being rude... I mean that as I read your post I started to feel my stomach doing familiar flips... the kind of flips that came twice year when we would go to England for the summer and when we would come back to Guinea. From one world to another... the difference so stark that it becomes impossible... living in the one world negated the other and I never dealt with it particularly well... which probably explains why I'm hiding out in South America :) minimal stomach flipping.
Seriously... I've gone all queasy inside and feel stupid for still being like this after 3o (thirtYY) decades of this (THIS) life :)
Anyway, you asked what I was doing in Ecuador... having a ball is what I was doing although officially I was visiting the team of Heifer Ecuador :) I'm making a picture report of the trip which I will send to your email address :)
Take care!
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