7:29/5:19 and I've been up virtually all night. Tossing and turning on the chaise with a blanket, outside on the covered part of our big balcony off the primary. It's amazing I made it to five this morning and no one came out and picked me up to cart me back inside where it was reasonable and safe. My blanket made the temperature reasonable and the railings are high, furniture bolted to the floor, ostensibly against the wind.
I'm sure if he could Lochlan would bolt my feet to the floor to prevent any of the worry but then people would talk of sacrifice and crucifixion and there can't be any overlap between where the blonde ended and the redhead took over resumed.
I do enjoy the sunset now while we're making dinner and the later-feeling mornings when the sun rises and I'm still drinking my coffee. I love that there's only a tiny bit of snow on the horizon (I thought we wouldn't have any this year and my cherry trees are starting to bloom already) in order to justify oatmeal and hot chocolate for breakfast for just a little longer and then it will be done for the winter. I love that Valentine's Day is coming and that I can think about what to give up for Lent this year (probably sugar and procrastination) and I think that this spring will be the best ever.