Wednesday, February 10, 2016

sleep deprived Wednesday

Did I even get two hours of sleep last night? Let me count the night minutes: one hour of reading my gripping novel, then several spent on an obsessive check of email to see if there was an update on the Warsaw apartment negotiations, then, finally, when the message popped in that my offer had been accepted, another string of emails, this time discussing what steps need to be taken to make this a habitable place (to say nothing of what steps are needed to finalize the sale: as we well know, nothing's over until it's over and there are still technicalities that may unravel the agreement).

It's tough to do negotiations with people who choose to live across many time zones.

And so this morning, I can easily be magnanimous and offer to let the cheepers out at dawn, even though it is only 2F (-16C) outside. I'm awake, go back to sleep Ed. I'll do the morning run.

I have to say, it never ceases to amaze me how your spirits are buoyed by sunshine. It could be thirty degrees warmer and still, without the sun, I'd be psychologically shivering. This morning, I smiled at the patches of pink and orange on the icy snow.

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So pretty!

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(I have my tiny back up camera to tide me over until the replacement for my beloved mirrorless Sony arrives in March.)

Then, more phone calls with Poland (so inexpensive these days!), consults with Ed over breakfast -- What do I know about real estate deals?! Am I forgetting anything??

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... and I am off in my somewhat dazed state to be with Snowdrop who, thankfully, has decided to sleep in late this morning, giving me a moment to exhale.

I will introduce you to the wee little apartment and the fascinating neighborhood where it is located once the deal is signed and sealed. For now, I return to my playtime with the sweet girl who knows how to charm me right out of my sleep deprived stupor.

Have a plastic molecule, grandma!

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Grandma, do you suppose he'd let me touch him?
Ah, children -- the eternal believers in a good outcome...

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Quiet moments with books...

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Lively moments jumping to music (I jump with her, she laughs)...

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I forget that I am tired!

In the afternoon -- after her nap, which I wish had been my nap -- the little one gave some thought to a game she might play...

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... finally settling on running back and forth with laundry. Why not!

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Tonight will be different: today I'll sleep like a baby. I'm thinking twelve hours would be just about right. (That's Snowdrop's exuberant optimism, rubbing off.)