Morning Coffee at 2 am

Lately, I’ve been going to bed at 10 pm (because I’m actually sleepy, which is rare) and then waking up at 2 am. I go about my day until 4:30 pm and then have a three hour pre-dinner “nap”. I occasionally slip into this split shift sleep pattern, and while it’s certainly weird and not at all normal, so long as everyone in my life just rolls with it, I’m fine.

This time I’ve decided to go on ahead and have my “morning” coffee. Might as well! Not like I was going to head back to bed anyway soon.
A mug filled to the brim with coffee sits on a cluttered wooden table surrounded by art supplies. On the mug an illustration of a skeleton cat in the style Dia de Meurtos (Day of the Dead) art.

A Simple Distraction

Recently, I’ve been searching the house for a small mylar bag of specialized potting soil that I know exists in my life, and today that search continued. Alas, I found a shoebox filled with bits of wire and got a little distracted.
A woman's hand holds a pendant comprised of six  coiled copper wire links, each link having a flattened coil on each side. The pendant hangs from a black braided cord.

Oh Gods … Nutcracker

We have survived another viewing of The Nutcracker. It was the 60th anniversary performance.
A copy of En Face dance magazine advertising the 60th anniversary performance of The Nutcracker.
We have decided maybe we’ve seen The Nutcracker enough for the rest of our lives. Ok, maybe we skip a year or two and see how we feel about it then. I don’t even know how many times we’ve seen it. Probably close to 30?

We deserve a break!