Donky Kong

I could use a fun shoe friday right about now. I will never forget trying to name this blog something deep and insightful. All of those titles were taken and I, thankfully, ended up with fun shoe fridays. I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm longing for a lazy Friday in the old days of cottage one. I used to wear those rainbow shoes every Friday and we would play another two games of Sorry. Those were good days. My former coworker and member of the fun shoe fridays club, Matt, calls those days "lightning in a bottle." I'm glad to be running the women's trauma group. It's good experience for me and validating to be part of such meaningful work. However, I'm feeling exhausted each week as I try to manage my caseload in four days instead of five. I see seven folks tomorrow and have peer review over lunch. This equals no breaks. At all. It was a tough day in the trauma group. I never know what to expect with a new group of women. I have six in this group. They are all willing, focused, and ready. However, they are very quiet and really have to be called on to speak. That presents a challenge as I like open dialogue and discussion rather than teaching time. Hopefully they will loosten up next week.

I hate that it's getting dark so early. It's 6:15 now and I feel like it should be 8 o'clock. It's really messing with me. So, last night I went to bed before Jared. (A new video game may or may not have been released yesterday.) He came to bed about two hours later and asked me what I did before bed. The correct answer is that I played with Scout and watched TV. However, I apparently told him in my sleepy stupor that I went for a walk. Which would have been around 9pm. In the dark. Apparently, he said, "No, you didn't" and I was like, "Oh." As you can see we have really good conversations when I'm already passed out sleeping. Some of you may know about me and sleeping. I can sleep any time, any where. I fall asleep within seconds and I really don't have any requirements. The lights can be on or off. I can be sleeping next to Jared or alone. Scout can be in the bedroom or the living room. When I'm ready to sleep, it's on like donky kong. Jared used to try to have these great conversations with me at night. I so wanted to participate and listen to the love of my life share his thoughts. However, it was like the black hole of sleepytime was sucking me in and I just couldn't do it. I couldn't stay awake. He doesn't try very often to talk at bedtime anymore. Please see above. Poor guy. Hit me up around 6am though and I'm ready to party.