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Day 81: Waking up to a trumpet!

Oy! I woke up at 6:00 a.m. and opened up the house.  Got a nice cool breeze flowing. Watered all the plants. Fed the dog. Let her out.  Got my ice water and then lay back down in my blissfully cool bedroom. I planned on getting back up at 8:00 a.m. to start my day with a trip to the gym.

Fast forward to 10:30 a.m!  My daughter worked late last night. She poked her head into my bedroom at 10:30. She told me she was making a smoothie and would I like to do pilates with her?

I had been deep in a dream and woke with a disconcerting start.  And grumpy at myself yet again for oversleeping. But I took a deep breath.  I cherish time with my adult children, especially when they ask for my company.

But then her husband woke up and they started making plans for their afternoon. His day off. She works in the evening. So I faded into the background. I made a nice breakfast of jalepeno garlic home fries, turkey bacon and scrambled eggs. But first I downed my spirulina energy powder with a bit of a smoothie my daughter concocted for me.

Then I cleaned the kitchen and had a nice hot shower. I find that if I take my shower before my yoga, it relaxes my muscles. My plan now is to do 20 min of yoga before I leave to teach piano classes. This evening I hope to get in a good 2 hour piano practice session.

I am on spot 281 of the Classic FM Hall of Fame. It is the Trumpet Voluntary by John Stanley. I have played this on the organ for the recessional at many churches. I chose a youtube recording of Sean Jackson on the organ and Jason Covey on the trumpet.

Good wake up music!

On a side note, (pun intended), I do not feel much worse for the wear after my little after hours snack last night. Most importantly, I do not feel the desire to go back to late evening recreational eating.  I had my first meal at 11:00 a.m. and plan to have my last meal at 6:00 p.m. today. With much water in between of course! :)


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