I woke up at 5 AM today. I was having a coughing fit. I think it was too warm and dry in my room. I was going to turn over and go back to sleep, but somehow when I do that I end up being upset with myself because I have wasted part of the day. (Leftovers from my upbringing) It's all good.
I sat at the computer for hours drinking my coffee. (What is the difference wasting the day this way and wasting it sleeping? Really, is there a difference?) Made myself some bacon, biscuits and gravy for breakfast, and then decided to get dressed. I literally walked in circles for a while, cause I wanted to get something done, but I wasn't quite sure of what it was that I wanted to do first. I finally just grabbed up some tools and went out to clean up that window that was broken by my dtr last month. Got that done and my oldest dtr and I went to pick up another tool I needed to put the new glass in the window. We stopped at the grocery store and picked up some stuff for dinner. One of my coworkers, her partner and her partner's sister were coming over to do some crafting and have dinner. They were going to bring tri-tips that she cut in half and marinated in two different flavors. (Jamaican jerk and teriyaki)
While we were out my friend texted me and told me to go through my pictures and pick out some that meant something to me, because they were bringing material over to do a collage. When we got home my dtr got ready for work and I set up all the food things I needed to for dinner and then set out to figure out what pics I wanted to use. I basically went with a family theme.
When the girls all got here, we picked out background paper and stickers and then I cut my pictures to make them prettier to look at. When my oldest got home I had her and her sister help with the collage. Then my friends framed it for me and we hung it up.
We cleared the table of crafty things and put out the food, and feasted. I laughed and joked and had such a good time. You know, I just love having friends around.
This is a big first for me. We usually don't have much company. When we do it's family from out of town and we sit and catch up on the rest of the family who aren't here. (I would have said gossip, but ya know...)
My daughters really enjoyed having my friends here. Of course the friends are closer in age to my kids than they are to me. Now, it's 11PM and I am finally tired. I get reved up when I do something different, like I don't want to let go of the feeling, and if I go to sleep it will go away. I am going to bed and will probably be up at 5AM again tomorrow. Oh well, it's all good.