All I wanted this afternoon was a nap.
But Maggie woke me up twice. Once unintentionally; she found out she's been reinstated to grooms(wo)man in a friend's wedding and has to wear a long red dress. I had just fallen asleep when a distraught "Carolyn!" was bellowed up the stairs. The second time was intentional; she wanted me to move my stuff so she could have the washing machine. She was a little gentler with round two, but I still threw a flip flop at her. I got up, looked at the machines, motioned (not spoke...I wasn't to a word-friendly awakeness yet) for her to just move it, and fell back on my bed.
I slept for two hours. And it was good.
I've had a lot on my mind the last few days, besides running around Galveston and Lake Jackson (and Pearland, actually) with friends and putting the final touches on my move. Some things that have happened lately have given me the opportunity to examine my own heart, my own motives, my own life. Little things, and yet they spark many more moments of self-inquiry and reflection.
I have a lot to learn about life, and a lot to learn about me.
Right now, though, I just need to finish cleaning the kitchen.
Much love from Texas.
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