Yesterday, I had a lengthy lunch with one of my dearest friends, Nancy Winslow. I’ve known Nancy nearly 20 years now, and she and her husband are moving to Eudora, Kansas. Since I was sandwiched right in between the ages of her own two sons, Nancy adopted me as her Hoosier son. I will certainly miss my lunches with Nancy. However, we both believe that I will get to visit her in her new home near Kansas City, Kansas, when I apply one of the items on my 49-list for next year.

The remainder of my afternoon was spent exploring old musical theater clips on YouTube, and doing some basic research work for my writing. The evening was quiet, and uneventful. I spent most of the evening on the deck writing, and sharing some emails with a good friend regarding our mutual interests in music and composing. Quite invigorating.

When I finally settled down to sleep around midnight, I could still feel that I was wired. And was I ever. It was 4 AM that I last remember seeing on the clock. I escaped both of the alarms on my cell phone, but was shocked into an awakened state when a wet, cold nose nudged me right in the middle of my bare back. With that little nudge from Chief, Navi immediately began dancing around the bedroom when I set up. And with the sudden excitement in the room, Flyer stirred from her little nest of blankets. It was nearly 8 AM.

Our walk is completed, and the dogs have had their breakfast. I just finished my breakfast on the deck at 9:05 AM. I honestly feel like I’ve wasted a quarter of my day. Heck, it’s nearly lunch time now.

I hope to spend my entire morning and as much of the early afternoon out on the deck writing. At 3 PM I will venture down to Centerville to attend a planning session for a funeral this Saturday morning. Two of my students, siblings, lost their 93-year-old great-grandmother. Their mother, a sweet friend, asked if I would please take care of the music. Of course I will.

Now it is time to connect with my creative self. It is strange that I think that I must connect with my creative self, when actually, it never really leaves me. But, whatever it takes to get me through my day.

From DLJH’s iPhone
“Make it a great day!”