Friday, September 10, 2010

A Cup of Perspective

My sleep patterns are clearly screwed up. Obviously, I'm wired, and it's not from too much caffeine. [Seriously, is it possible to have too much caffeine? I think not.]


On the up side, I am getting loads and loads of work done starting at about 4 a.m. If I wake up any earlier -- and this morning it was at 3:09 a.m. -- I force myself to stay in bed, hoping that I will fall back asleep.


But I don't.


So I freak people out by sending emails with promised information at ungodly times of the day. This morning, I managed to send out oodles of data to state workers. State workers whom I realize are furloughed on Friday which means they won't do anything with that precious data until Monday. Maybe.


And, in the category of unpaid servitude, I send out to room parents at the elementary school their classroom email lists from the directory I'm updating.


And in the midst of all that flurry of activity, I realize, hours into the morning, that I haven't checked the news. So I do and that's when I find out about the huge natural gas explosion and subsequent fire that destroyed more than 50 homes and killed at least three people in a town just south of San Francisco.


I haven't been sleeping well. But at least I haven't been sleeping well in my own home, with my kids and husband safe and all our material goods intact.


Perspective seems to come at the oddest times, doesn't it?

3 comments:

Tara R. said...

You're so right. No matter how bad we think things are, there is someone, somewhere much worse off.

3 am though, is Butt:Crack'0 Dawn early.

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