My One True Love

I overslept again.  This time because I woke up at 4:53 a.m. with a horrendous headache.  I took some tylenol and went back to bed with an ice pack on my head.  Couldn't get to sleep until my alarm went off at 6 a.m.  I turned it off then miraculously I fell asleep.  Until 7:45.  Shoot!  I got up and made coffee (job #1) and fired up the little ol' work computer.  Got today's schedule.  First patient I was supposed to see doesn't want anyone to come until 10:30.  Hallelujah!  There is a God.  So now I have relaxed, finished the coffee, and become somewhat more awake than asleep.


I was also cold when I woke up.  That was a wonderful sensation.  I immediately began to think of the sweatpants and sweatshirts I have missed wearing during this hot hot hot summer. The cool fall days.  I love Fall.  I want to marry Fall I love it so much.  Can I do that?  I would wear my grey baggy sweatpants and U of I sweatshirt for the ceremony.  I am very committed to Fall.  It's just that Fall leaves ME every year about November.  I wait faithfully for it to return, and it always shows up again.  I always welcome it with open arms.  I never ask where or with whom it has been.  I just adore the fact that it always always comes home to me. 

Sure I enjoy the first snow of winter, the new blooms of spring, summer's garden bounty.  But when I saw the neighbor's maple tree had 2 red leaves the other day, my heart leapt and I knew it wouldn't be long until my favorite season would really and truly be back.