Last day of Sept, then into my favorite month. Thinking about it, yes, October is my #1. For a number of reasons. Anyway, planning day. Jack’s baseball at noon, when he has to arrive, then Emmie at the Windsor soccer spot at 15:00 or a bit before.
Coffee, waking me. Slept in, and had a weird dream about sleeping in, that it would hurt me or take energy away and I couldn’t get it back. Woke next to Henry in a panic, immediately started brushing teeth and going through laundry if you can believe that.
Simplifying, everything. Consolidating as much as I can. I am noticing this about myself, getting older. Less is nearly ALWAYS better. With writing, work, relationships, investing to a degree. Just keep it simple, just an older-timer would say. No need for a multisyllabic coffee order from Starbucks or Noto this morning, what I have here in the loft kitchen’s coffee corner will more than meet need.
Meditation… simplification. 10:12, kids upstairs, Jack and Emma, getting ready for the day. Have to be at their mother’s at 11:30 to get sports clothes and equipment. Already feel the day’s speed, single dad time warp.