5.14.09
Funny thing about living in the Upper Peninsula: time is not the same here. Since giving up the rat race and buying our own business, we run on a different kind of clock. Hours pass by undocumented with no one looking at a watch every ten minutes, days flow one to the next and Friday is like Sunday is like Tuesday here. We don't get the "Woo! Friday!" moments any more---and that's ok. I think it just means that every day is equally wonderful.
I awoke at 3am to the sound of pounding rain on our steel roof. Our log cabin is very cozy and secure, but I haven't become accustomed to the sound of rain on metal yet. I enjoy my alone time on the mornings I wake up so early; it's time I spend as I choose, without interruption. I love to curl up in the old leather chair by the window, dogs all scattered at my feet, cup of hot coffee in hand and I may write for awhile or I may browse a cookbook--looking for inspiration. However I spend the time, it seems to recharge me.
The house is stirring now---the shower is running, the news is on and the dogs need to go out...."me time" is over :o) Have a wonderful day and I will catch up with you later! --Sherry
