I woke up very slowly and very late: first at 6am then at 11:30am. Laundry is going. The music is playing and I am just about to wake up for real. it is 12H30pm. I got a long wonderful email from mother and a short one from my dad. The sun seems to be about to come out and play in the hood. The flute is ravishing this morning on the cd player. I have no plan today. Nor this week except thursday, to go with hubby for his eye surgery.