Woo hoo!

It’s a good day.

I went on my twice-yearly pilgrimage to Cleveland (on the first day they had snow – yay?) to see a doctor. He watches me for markers in my blood tests that might indicate a return of thyroid cancer. I’m delighted to report that those levels were undetectable, and he was happy with all the other stuff he checks. It’s really the result I expected, but it’s nice to have confirmation.

I celebrated with a stop at Starbucks for a foofy coffee drink. The big size. (Also for the bathroom. It’s a long drive home.)




In other news, I’m having a hard time writing lately. I was thinking about it the other day and I think it’s that my usual writing time slot is filled. With sleeping, as it happens. I’ve been going to bed a lot earlier than I’m used to. And … I feel great. Seriously. The mornings go better (though not perfectly), I feel better, and I get more done.

Honestly, it’s kind of ticking me off. I LIKE staying up later. The house is quiet and I can putter around to my heart’s content. Or watch bad TV. Or write. But I can’t deny how much better I’m feeling with more sleep. And I’m not willing to give that up for a few blog posts. So … I’m going to have to figure out another time, and make it part of my routine.

If you suggest getting up before the kids and making THAT my time, we can’t be friends anymore. Elias has to be sternly supervised to get him to stay in bed until 6:00. I am NOT getting up at at any time that starts with a five. Baby steps, people.

I’ll figure something out. I hope to bring you more stories. Perhaps from our trip this winter to see Grandma Z. We are, however, not driving this time. NOT. If you don’t know why that’s in all caps, you maybe haven’t been around here long enough.

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