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Quiet Time

Posted Sep 11 2009 2:12pm
This morning was a bit of a juggle. Cara had to be to work at 5:30. Tim and I get up at 4:30. I couldn't sleep so I got up at 3:45. Cara grumbled her way to the shower. That whole not-a-morning-person thing may be genetic. After she grumbled her way back to her room, Tim got up, in his bright and perky Tim way, and headed for his shower. We have two bathrooms. All of our stuff is in the downstairs one however. It's usually not an issue. This morning, however, it was. I was packing lunches, putting the dog out, pushing caffeine at my snarly daughter, letting the dog in, brewing my own coffee, handling the details of the morning. Cara left for work, still snarly. Shortly after that, Tim left, still cheerful. The house settled into quiet. This hour is my time, coffee time, computer time. My own quiet space before I head out the door to begin my own day. Usually. Almost as soon as my rear hit the chair, the door flew open and in walked Cara. "Guess who's working from 5:30 PM until 10 PM? Yes. You are correct. That would be me..." and she grumbled her way back to bed.
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I took a big sip of coffee while the house settled into silence once more.
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