Do you realize your life can change without your knowledge?
Life can be as normal as normal can be one minute and the next you’re wondering, “what happened,” “why did I do that?” Or worse, you’re asking yourself, “how could I have let this happen?”
Just a tiny bit of background before I explain. I love coffee. I drank it everyday and usually have two or more cups more than I should. Did I mention, I love coffee?
As the New Year began I allowed myself (with the permission of my two cats) the luxury of sleeping late. After waking, feeding the little darlings (the cats, husband was already out and about), I fixed my coffee and began my travel through blogdom (I like that phrase Elizabeth).
I made my usual stops along the way, spending a few minutes here and there.
I was surprised to learn I had won a Celtic Tapestry 4-CD box set of music from Midnight Moon Cafe.
I was delighted to see all the wonderful books coming in February thanks to Lesa's Book Critiques.
I was thrilled to learn the cover of “Destiny of the Wolf” by Terry Spear had won “Best Male with Animal Cover” award at All Things Urban Fantasy. And that the cover is up for “Cover of the Year 2009,” which will be announced Jan. 8.
And the list goes on and on. I smiled, I laughed out loud, and I giggled at a quiz Michele offered. I learned I’m Cyclops when it comes to Mutant X Men powers.
So you get the picture of my travels throughout the blogdom. Life is normal you think. Wrong!
After about an hour of my travel through blogdom, I reached for my cup of coffee.
The cup was still ¾ full and it was COLD. So, you say. But you don’t understand. I drink a third of the cup before I sit it down the first time. The cup is always empty before the liquid nourishment even gets luke warm.
To make matters worse, this was not a cup of coffee from my coffee maker. It was from my French Press that I treat myself to when I want the occasion to be special.
Still you’re probably shaking your head and saying, “okay go warm the coffee in the microwave.” Which, I did.
My life changed with that cup of coffee. My usual morning routine had always been done with coffee. Blogdom overcame my coffee fix. I was so caught up in my travels from one blog to the next, I forgot (oh, please forgive me) my coffee.
I’ve got to learn to type and travel through blogdom with one hand so I can hold my coffee with the other hand. I can’t forget my coffee again.
With that in mind, be sure to check back tomorrow to find out what high jinx Horace (an eight-inch, gray-stone gargoyle) is up to when he helps out his friends - a witch and a were-border collie - in “Hex in High Heels” by Linda Wisdom.
Do you get lost when you're in blogdom? Do you forget your surroundings as you surf through the various favorite sites you marked? Do you have to limit your time in blogdom?