Living Alone

Last night a sinus migraine knocked me down and I was in bed by 8 p.m. (It's a painful, but small price to pay for 60 degree weather in January -- and I'm not at all complaining about the warmth or the sunshine -- Please Mr. Sunshine, don't leave us!!!) My migraine medicine finally erased all of the misery and I woke up at 4:00 ready to write a bit before logging in for my workday. As I went downstairs to make the pop-tart and coffee for my writing time, I realized that A) I have a tendency to turn on lights as I go, and B) it's a really good thing that I currently live alone as lights tend to wake other people as does the smell of toasted pop-tarts and yummy, yummy coffee.

Right now I can (with the exception of teaching responsibilities) write whenever the mood strikes me in addition to my daily writing time that is already on the schedule (I have novels and projects to finish and without scheduled, daily writing time, those projects can't be finished). I wish I could make myself schedule (and stick to) daily exercise time instead of the sporadic feeble attempts I currently do, but baby steps.

I appreciate the fact that I live alone, that I can get up at 4:00 in the morning to write with lights on (I do turn off the unnecessary ones as I walk up to my office), coffee made and pop-tart "cooked." I also know that I won't live alone forever -- that I will share my space and my life with someone again and will have to be considerate of his not wanting to be awake at 4 in the morning...but for today, it was the perfect way to start the day. Yeah writing time!