I woke up this morning thinking about a quote from Mark Twain: "Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life."
I guess it was one of those days, when thoughts like that pop to mind--in the sleepy half-awake moments, as I stare over at my rows of books and begin to wonder what the day will bring me.
Of course, seconds after that be-dazed wondering, I realized that I hadn't heard the alarm (set to play NPR). I also hadn't heard the back-up alarm. And, my kid was minutes away from being late for school. On days like this, there's really no time to browse through a book, or have poetic musings. It's all about: kids up, dressed, breakfasted, given meds, teeth brushed... then there's the mad-dash out the door. It really would not do to be late on the Friday of the first week of school!
In case you're curious to know... we made it with time to spare.
Mark Twain wrote in his autobiography: "It is human life. We are blown upon the world; we float buoyantly upon the summer air a little while, complacently showing off our grace of form and our dainty iridescent colors; then we vanish with a little puff, leaving nothing behind but a memory--and sometimes not even that..."
Stafu days--they happen. Have you felt like you're in the midst of a whirlwind--just tossed around? How do you get through it?