Reprieve

I was supposed to have a meeting this morning to discuss my Special Reading Course with my advisor.  But when I hauled myself out of bed at 8 to check my email I received a reprieve. I wasn’t dreading the meeting… I just really wanted to sleep. I think this foggy weather is getting to me, honestly. No vim an vigor when it’s murky outside. That and the major “task” at hand is laundry which can zap the energy of any strapping young woman. So, I bundled off to bed with the blinds closed and passed out. You would be surprised how much the sound of typing becomes white noise when you are really determined to be lazy. Rather soothing, really. Poor IZ didn’t fair as well. His computer screen did not herald a similar fate… so, he’s been toiling away while at his terminal… which, frankly, might be the death of him! So… guess I had better go rescue him with a Latte.