Apparently, my body has decided to rebel against me and wake me up early. Today is the day I have been dreaming about for so long, so I guess I better get up.
I trudged to the kitchen to get my coffee. Although I tried to be as quiet as I could be, Alex heard me and woke up. I gave him his need in an effort to gurantee me a peaceful few minutes with my steaming cup of Yuban. This strategy was only partially successful.
So here I am, with a second cup of coffee, thinking about all the housework I have to get done today, and the irises and cannas I have to plant. Yesterday, one of my lawn chairs almost took out the Kalanchoes. We had Texas wind again.
I have three dozen eggs I need to boil for the deviled eggs I will be making. I will also be making shepherd's pie and some quiches. For tomorrow, I will be making cherry cheese crepes.
I started cleaning out the truck. I have decided to do a better job of keeping it clean starting today because cleaning it is a pain! The eggs are still cooling and I still have six and a half hours to go.
Now I have even more time to go. Till tomorrow to be exact.