Manic Monday on a Wednesday

"I always take a relationship to the next level. If that works out, I take it to the next level after that, until I finally reach that level when it becomes absolutely necessary for me to leave."
~ Dave Chappelle as Kevin in You've Got Mail.

For some reason, I always think of the above line when I have days like yesterday. It applies not in relationships but in how I plan things in my life. I will have large amounts of time filled with nothing and then I will have a day like yesterday where I add and add and add things to do to that specific day until the weight of all that I have to do that day threatens to crush me. Do you see the applicability of that quote?

Yesterday I had scheduled plans from 7:00 AM to 12:00 AM.

At one point I was so frenzied that I jumped out of the shower only to realize that in my haste I had forgotten to use body wash. Thus I was forced to jump back in the shower and, in effect, shower over again.  In my defense, I was cooking oatmeal at the same time and around the time in my shower routine that I use body wash I started panicking about the house burning down. Very distracting.

My day started with this:






Because Tucson rarely has cloudy skies, it rarely has sunrises that are so magnificent. Yesterday we were blessed with this exception.

After that, I ran home, simultaneously showered and made breakfast (oatmeal and coffee), threw myself together, and ran out the door, oatmeal and coffee in tow, plowed through several very busy hours at work, and left work with just enough time to run home,  forage for something to eat, and slap makeup on my face before my 3:30 appointment. This appointment was something I hope will lead to an exciting news update, for me at least, sometime early next week.


By the time I left the my appointment, it was getting dark, and I had just enough time to run a few errands and head to my Wednesday night spot.. As I walked towards the house from my car, I took time to notice how Orion's Belt (I think) seemed to hang directly over the house. Bright and awe-inspiring. Very different from nights in or near St. Louis. There you count yourself fortunate to see one star. Let alone a brilliantly clear view of an enormous awe-inspiring heaven.  With days that begin and end in such a manner, it's not hard to see why people come to Tucson and stay.  Regardless of what happens in the in-between.