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It’s going to be hard setting the alarm tonight.

For the first time in over two decades, Joe and I took some significant time off during the holidays. We had 14 days off! I had trouble for the first couple of days not sneaking on to my work emails and doing stuff but after that, I conquered that challenge and just enjoyed the time off.

Along with having time off, my power chair broke down. I have a replacement scooter, as you know, but it’s range is limited and, now, it’s showing it’s age. It wasn’t meant to be used daily over an extended period. It’s 10 or12 years old after all. So, I had time off and I was curtailed by my mobility devices.

It was like I was compelled to rest.

And so I did.

For those who know me well, you will be shocked to know that there were days I slept in until 8:30! The first time this happened I sat on the edge of the bed stunned. I never sleep in past 6! On top of that there were days that Joe and I decided, in mid afternoon, that a nap was called for – a NAP! We’d lie down, read a bit, and then wake up an hour or so later.

We had no ambitions.

Nothing that we desperately wanted or needed to do.

So we went on whims. If the will took us, we did. If it didn’t, we said, ‘forget it.’

It was nice.

Really nice.

So, now I’ve got to set an alarm. I’ve got to go back to work. I’d like to say I’m ready for it. In fact I know I am. But still …

8:30!