For me, it’s after I exercise and pick up my mocha latte. I sit at my computer, sip my coffee and read emails, visit posts and write. It’s very peaceful. I just love that time. I get some of my best
harebrained ideas then.
I often wish my cuppa joe would last longer so the afterglow would linger. When it’s over, it’s off to slay dragons. There are errands to run, lists to conquer and plans to be made.
When I worked, it was the time of day when I first arrived at work. I came in early because it was peaceful. I would take off my coat, take a sip of my coffee and reflect on the day. That was the calm before the storm when everyone would beat down my door seeking justice and fairness in all things business.
It was odd that people sought me for that. I don’t believe in fairness. We are not created equal so how can anything truly be fair? That’s just a fact. It’s not fair that I am not 5’7 and drop dead gorgeous. Or that I wasn’t born with a photogenic memory which would have made my job so much easier. Or offering a benefit that works better for one employee over another. I could go on but you get the idea here.
However, the cats had to eat so I found a way to create an aura of fairness. Most times it worked — sometimes not so much. It kept me in Friskies though.
The other special time is at the end of the day, when you change into your bed-clothes, brush your teeth, put goo on your face and settle down. You do whatever helps you unwind — TV, reading, writing, etc. It has to be done with two cats on top of you and two more eyeing you up insinuating that you forgot to feed them. (Fat chance of that ever happening. They would be on the phone with cat care services so fast….)
Even with the cats active and the beloved husband snoring (and that’s a post all by itself), there is something very peaceful about that time of the day.