Hibernation

Seems as if I'll sleep these days away. Not that this is a bad thing. This week between Christmas and New Year's, when I'm making a conscious effort to stay away from the office, I'm sleeping a lot. I sleep in every morning and get a nap--sometimes two naps--in the afternoon.

The day hasn't been a total waste. I took my son to driver's ed., and did a couple of things at the office (mostly answering emails, I think) while he and a group of his fellow students were risking each other's lives--along with their instructor's--on the road to Kingsport. Then he and I went to Barberitos for fish burritos. Back at home, he immediately fell to slaughtering zombies, and I fell flat on my back to finish reading Joyce's "The Dead." Now that I have it in my head, I should be able to move forward with my own story. Anyway, almost as soon as I finished that last incredible paragraph, I fell asleep.

Outside the sky is blue and the day is warm for the 29th of December. I should go to the park and walk, but I can tell by the angle of the shadows that I've waited too late. It'll be dark soon, and no matter how shiny and blue the daytime world is it gets cold when the sun goes down.

So, I'll shake off this post-nap grogginess, have some supper and make a trip to the grocery store for our usual Friday ice cream treats. Tonight we'll watch a movie, maybe, or maybe I'll read again. But no matter what, I know I'll be entering my nightly hibernation phase in just a few hours.