Mornings

I love retirement. After getting up before six more years than I care to remember, these days my first alarm goes off around eight.  Belle stands outside the door announcing it's time for her breakfast. I swear she's had lessons on how to throw her voice. I mentally hit the snooze button. About a half hour later, Penny (the dog) informs me by scratching at the door that she really, really needs to go out.  This one I pay more attention to.  I drag myself out of bed, do about five minutes of yoga/meditation then the dog, four cats and I go trooping outside. After we've meandered through the garden a few times it's time for breakfast. Their breakfast.  Then and only then am I allowed to grab my coffee, settle on the sofa and watch CNN and/or MSNBC.  If current affairs are too much to deal with I switch over to Murder She Wrote. There's nothing like a spot of murder to take one's mind off world events.

The HH and the baby boy went to Atlanta last week to catch a Cubs' game and the HH brought me back this mug. Given my routine I thought it the perfect gift:)

What about you? How do you spend your mornings?

Where Am I?

Anybody else ever felt like this?
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My news: I'm retiring from my day job in March. I've got a book due in May that I haven't started so the retirement is timely. I will miss my associates and friends, I've been at my current position nearly fourteen years. What I won't miss...the alarm clock going off at six a.m. Maybe, after I've retired, I should set it anyway just to get up and get going. Not. Any news on your end?