When mornings are off....

Yesterday morning I woke with a backache and neck/shoulder ache, which sent waves of pain up through my neck and head into a pounding migraine above my right eye. I had the backache the night before, probably from lifting Evelyn high in the air when we were dancing and from moving the furniture around, and because of that I must've slept all goofy, hence the tense shoulder. Not a productive morning.

This morning I wake to discover that somehow one of the cats (Ono, I'm sure) managed to knock everything that was on our kitchen island off of it. This included my water bottle, pen, magazine, some papers, and MY CAMERA. The lens cap popped off and flew far underneath the stove, and there is a small crack in the back lens, the glass part you can see when the lens is detached from the body. It's a tiny, tiny mark, and I can't yet tell if it makes a difference in photos because my battery is charging, but damn! How did she manage to do that?

But, I told myself to not get upset until I can see if the tiny crack even makes a difference, and proceeded to work on poems, like I planned on doing this morning, and just as I was really getting far with one, I hear Evelyn call "mama!" This was ten minutes ago, and she usually doesn't wake up for another hour and a half.

Inhale.....exhale.....     

You see, time is precious--the earlier Evelyn wakes up, the less work I get done. Simple. And my plan was to get a ton of school work done yesterday morning and this morning, since the weekend will be full of the concert and other fun stuff. The concert is supposed to be my reward for all my hard work, but yesterday morning I couldn't even open my eyes without wincing in pain from light, so I didn't get a whole lot done then, and this morning....well.....

Inhale.....exhale.......