10/24: a voice

I don't often check my phone for messages, and today I realized that a friend had called me yesterday and left voice-mail. I'm sorry I missed her call, but she left a long message which gave me time to really appreciate hearing her voice.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I get up early, before anyone else in my house. I like it. It's kinda my time. I take a big breathe before the day starts. It also means, that by default, I am the breakfast guy...I make coffee and breakfast every morning. My son is usually the next one up. He's an athlete, and is supposed to be consuming 6000 calories a day. What do you do when you scramble 8 eggs and your son asks you if there's any more? You show him the empty egg carton and he says, "Geeze Dad, you ought buy more eggs than that!"
I just scratch my head and look at the little dog that doesn't really like me but is waiting for me to drop some morsel...any morsel.
It's a good day.

RR said...

Chris in our house is the one who gets up first. Sometimes I'm jealous of the quiet morning time he gets to spend--but I'm only jealous in the abstract, since my body seems to opt for sleep over early rising. And then I get the pleasure of being greeted by him and the cats when I do get out of bed.