OK, I admit, my work keeps me up late, so sunrises aren’t typically in my schedule.
This morning was different.
The lighting recessed beneath my cupboards was out, so after removing my English muffin from the toaster, imagine my surprise as I found myself buttering the lid of the peanut butter jar (it looked and sorta felt like a muffin in the cold and dark).
Occasionally, technology vexes me. I put my coffee in the microwave (left over from last night) and couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t hot. Pressing “START” might have helped.
Then…the Jeep wouldn’t start, apparently some moron left the back window open, which in turn left the light on, which resulted in a dead battery due in part to the sub-zero temperatures that are common up here during January.
When the earth goes into deep-freeze, perhaps my brain joins it, I dunno. I once thought hibernation is for the bears. Given the start of the day, I think they got it just right. Evolution has taught them that winter is for sleeping; Why am I so intent on denying revolution its natural rhythm? I’m going back to bed until someone shows up with jumper cables.