I awoke with the morning sun blasting through my window and my cat sitting on my shoulder. When I opened my eyes, he merely said “Meow.” Luckily I speak Cat and I knew he wanted to be fed. A quick look at the clock confirmed that he was early. Why should this morning have been any different?
I managed to put him off for a few extra minutes and even took some extra snooze time. When I finally emerged from the coccoon that precipitates back to work on Monday morning, I managed to smile. It was a great day out there.
I did most of my morning tasks with ease and found myself at the kitchen table pouring over the previous day’s paper. I haven’t looked much at the news but thought I might as well take a peak. In all the bleak predictions and explanations of why some people want their freedom more than their health (and an explanation of why guns are really important right now) there were some good stories. The young lady who sings The Nation Anthem before hockey games managed to land a part on a TV series and her career is taking off. There was also a story about a former Toronto Blue Jay player now playing in Taiwan–yes, they have handled the crisis better than anyone and nobody is talking about it. Shame on you WHO for buckling to Chinese pressure. Spread the word.
The best part was that I was fully prepared for my classes and had time to drink my coffee and look out my window. I wasn’t eager to start teaching, but at least I wasn’t anxious about it. Seems like a pretty good Perfect Moment to me.