Day 279 of 365 Days of Silver ~~ Grateful For Mornings I Can Sleep In

“I like Aurora, ‘Sleeping Beauty,’ because she’s just sleeping and looking pretty and waiting for boys to come kiss her. Sounds like a good life – lots of naps and cute boys fighting dragons to come kiss you.”
~~ Ariana Grande

It’s not easy, even after near nine years of doing so—to get up at four-thirty in the morning and then work a twelve hour shift. I am not used to it still, and doubt I could ever get there.

Hopefully it’s something I won’t need to worry about in the very near future.

But in the meantime, when there are mornings that I can sleep in?

Heaven.

Of course getting up so early for all those years my body is set on a different clock and sleeping in late can mean eight o’clock—this morning eight-thirty.

But just as I am grateful for naps (and boy do I love naps) I do enjoy those mornings I can sleep in (although sometimes I do have to let Sarah Jane out to go potty and sleeping in means going back to bed!).

I will mention I especially love sleeping in when I am camping. There is something about waking up to the sound of birds and climbing out of my tent or stepping out on to the porch of my cabin in the midst of nature that is simply and utterly spiritual.

This morning I got to sleep in. It was nice. It was nice to get up when I want to and not because I have to.

I sit here and I imagine what it is going to be like when I write full time. When my life will be at least somewhat in my control.

Of course when I fantasize I picture a future where I am doing so well that my husband can quit his day job and become my manager. He is seesawing. One minute totally supportive and the next…a bit panicky. It’s hard for him to believe that you can survive on the insecurity of a writer’s life—of any artist’s life. He’s like my Mom, always believed you have to do something “sensible.”

But happily, he is getting there.

To my shock he is seriously considering going to Orlando to the Dreamspinner Press workshop in March!

Wow!

He’s never wanted to before. He’s an introvert and wondered just want he would do all day while I was in classes and would be shy about the dinners and cocktail parties in the evening.

Somehow I know that none of the other writer’s or writer’s spouses are going to bite.

In the meantime I will enjoy every morning that I can get up as early or as late as I wish. It’s pretty powerful.

And I will see clearly in my mind that the day is coming soon that I can go to sleep and get up when I want to, and there will be no one controlling that but me. They only restrictions will be the ones I allow to be put on me—like getting to the airport for some event or getting up to be on a panel or even just to head to Sea World or something when we are out of town. I see it, I feel it, I know it will be.

And right now I am grateful I got to sleep in this morning. I dwell in gratitude, knowing that some day it will be the norm. And I can be the Bohemian I was meant to be!

Namasté,
B.G. Thomas

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photograph by pedrojperez3 from morgueFile

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