I got four hours of sleep in two attempts last night. This is getting old. Sure wish I could solve my sleep issue.
I made 8 dozen peanut butter cookies this morning. Three different cookies made now. I will probably make a batch of Snickerdoodles either later tonight or tomorrow and then the cookie project can be crossed off my list of things to do for the wedding.
I went back to bed after I baked the cookies and slept for 2 hours. I didn’t wake up on the right side of the bed and have been cranky all day since my nap. I even tried going back to bed this afternoon but that didn’t help.
I went to Emporia after my nap and got the things on the list for wedding as well as a few things I needed. I had to go three different places to find one of the things I needed but I found it. Glad to have the groceries bought.
Came home and put everything away and then went downstairs and deep cleaned the great room. I hand mopped the floor. I sat on my ass and scooted across the floor to try to save my knees. I really don’t want to get blisters and then have scabs on my knees in the wedding pictures. It is good to have that room clean and looking nice. Next up is to vacuum the steps and wash the woodwork on the stair case.
I fixed a meat loaf for dinner. I was hungry for one. It isn’t Jim’s favorite meal but it is one of mine. He got some corn on the cob and fried left over baked potato with his so that made up for having to eat meat loaf. I have lots of leftovers for my lunches this week and some tucked in the freezer for another week of lunches.
I am feeling the effects of the full moon which is tomorrow night. The Fall Equinox is Wednesday. Lots of energy in the air right now pulling me into the dark side. This is the time of the year where I go deep inside and work to change my relationship with some habits and patterns I have. Not always easy work but oh so necessary. As I look back over the last couple of years I can tell how much I have changed as a result of the work I have done. Not sure if there is a finish line with this type of work. I am beginning to think the finish line is death.
Grateful the great room downstairs is clean, grateful the groceries for the wedding meals are taken care of, and grateful for the inner work I have done and continue to do.