17 Years
Waking up this morning was difficult, largely because I couldn't fall asleep last night. In a previous post about Comfort Zone I detailed my morning routine for most Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, setting the alarm for 4:30am to be at swimming before 6am. When the alarm went off at 4:30, I was in a deep sleep and remember the alarm sound was incorporated in my dream. That is never a good sign because usually, I start waking up before the delicate sounds of the Apple 'Slow Rise' begins to sound on my iPad. I was certainly glad that I had prepped the coffee maker before bed. My wake up was aided by the smell of coffee that was already brewed in the small, 4-cup coffee maker my kiddo bought me for Christmas a few years ago. After preparing my cafe au lait coffee, I sat down for a bit and turned on the news. While perusing Facebook memories, this notice popped up: A lot sure has happened in 17 years, even though some things, like my swim routine, have stayed the same. I did...