Bedtime for Me

I write to help me fall asleep. It's like taking out the trash. Not that it's all trash, but it's at least like putting away the folded laundry so you can reclaim your bed or sofa or dining room table and resume normal life.

Ironically, I've been writing for the last two hours and I feel like there's more going on up there than ever. I'll try to match up the socks:

The best things about this weekend:

1) I fixed my own damn dome light. Finally. Found the right bulb and everything. Why do we even have men? ;)

2) I put up my Christmas tree. It gives off that warm homey glow.
2a) Cinnamon candles. Retailers across the nation are learning that if it smells like cinnamon around the holidays, I will buy it. It brings me joy.
2b) Not one, but two local radio stations have started playing round-the-clock Christmas music. I heart Andy Williams and Perry Como, and I don't care who knows it.
2c) I now have a job and that means I get to buy Christmas presents for people. This also gives me joy. Let me know what you want for Christmas.

3) I've gotten three days out of my bottle of merlot. 21-year-old me would be very disappointed in 26-year-old-me, but 26-year-old me doesn't care because I get to drink my wine on my own terms, thank you very much. It lasts longer this way and doesn't make the room spin.

4) Brussels sprouts with garlic and bacon. Everything is better with either garlic or bacon. Especially better with both.

5) I made it to the gym twice and worked off those sweet potatoes. My friend made me hurt, but I love her all the same. She's a great motivator and will make an awesome trainer. And in the meantime I get to use her for free :)

6) Made it through the Sunday service alive. Running the video gives me a knot in my stomach every time, but the warm fuzzies I get from serving far surpass the butterflies.

Six feels like enough (that's three whole pairs). I think I'm coming down. Thanks for reading. Time for zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...