Morning...
Elizabeth... I already have most of my Cmas ordered, delivered and paid for. Still have a bit more but hope to have the rest son before turkey day
Ladym... since I was a child, I’ve always been very aware of time. I’m lucky, my internal clock is very accurate so I am always aware of time. If I leave the house to do errands I always tell Sweetie when I expect to be home. Even if I’m gone for hours I end up being back right on time, and I don’t wear a watch. If I need to wake up in the morning I seldom if ever set an alarm. My brother is the same way and has never used an alarm. Somehow I am always conscious of time. It’s only when I am involved with reading that I loose track of time.
Having the gift of time has been a pleasure since I am completely retired now. After doing so for many years I no longer follow any type of schedule. It’s strange some times especially at night because I am such a creature of habit concerning my sleeping. But sometimes when I’m into reading a book I have to remind myself I can stay up as late as I want before I go to sleep.
Now, unless I’ve decided the night before, I get up each day and plan to do what ever I want. No rush or gotta do it type thing. The only problem I have with time is during the winter. Here I live on the western edge of the time zone. That means the sun doesn’t rise until 7:15 so it is very dark till then. My body clock has always worked with the sun ...I get up when it rises and stop when it gets dark. I seldom if ever go out after dark and never sleep late. However winter sun rise is tough on me cause if I sleep past 7 I feel like I am wasting my day.
On the other hand the summer sunrise here at the desert is 5:10 and is as bright. Because of this I’m lucky to sleep past 5:30 even if I go to bed at midnight.
Perry’s on and my coffee is waiting... waving to y’all.