Coffee on my PJ's

Its early, everyone is asleep because we are having a two-hour delay due to snow. I took the time to open up my computer and check on my blog. So, as with my usual routine I descended my staircase and with eyes half open made my way to the coffee maker for my morning cup o’ joe. Like most women, the multi-tasking begins as I start the coffee, run around the house, as quietly as possible looking for my computer and power cord. So I begin to gather all of my things together, computer in one hand, power cord under my chin, my short 5’0” self trying to reach into the cabinet for my favorite coffee mug that is placed so high that only an Amazon could reach it, juggling as gracefully as I can, maneuvering to the coffee pot, to pour coffee into the mug. OK, so far, success….the real trick was trying to get it all to the basement into my library where my “creative juices” flow. I’m careful. I make my way down the stairs and through the doors into my old cistern, come wine cellar, now library and what do I do? Yes my friends, all that work for nothing! I tripped on a cord and as I was saving my computer from a fate worse than death, my PJ’s were not so lucky as I now wear the new French fragrance entitled “L’eau du la cafe”.

So this is how my day is going to begin…figures…nice quiet perfect morning…but all is not always as it seems. With my half cup of coffee, my computer and the silence of my library I settle in to begin working on my next blog post. One cannot even imagine my delight to see that I actually now have a follower that is not family or not a well-intended friend. I discovered Sherry Hartz at my blog.

http://sherryhartz.blogspot.com

I immediately went to check out this stranger that had somehow found her way inside my private (or rather not so private) little journey and was fascinated to discover that Sherry is a writer of women’s books and wrote a book based in my favorite place on earth, Sedona, AZ. If you get a chance to check her blog I have included it. I can’t wait to track down a copy of her book, sit by the fire with a nice hot toddy and dig in. Thanks Sherry for the inspiration to pick up, blog some more and start finding my creative and authentic voice.