It's been four weeks now since Bernie's job at NUMMI ended. Neither of us misses it a bit.
We are changing, though. With him being home (and not exhausted all the time), we've accomplished a lot of tasks that we've meant to do. Well, wait. He's accomplished a lot. I'm just tagging along with him, mostly, thrilled that I can hold his hand so many hours of the day.
There is a huge window right beside our bed; we don't have it shaded or curtained, because our house is situated such that no one can see in ... and because having it shaded and curtained is no longer necessary to allow Bernie to sleep until noon. Sooooo .... we're awakened by the lightening sky at 6 - 6:30 am, by crows calling to argue about whether or not a raccoon on the fence is a threat or just plain ugly, by a hawk venting his annoyance at the crows. Sometimes we wake at night to the sound of the wind, or the low distinctive hooting of a great horned owl. The treasure in this is that we can rejoice in the waking, run outside in our pajamas if we want to, and stay up or go back to sleep as we please.
It's like Heaven.
We've been getting up in plenty of time to go to morning Mass -- what a great way to start the day, with peaceful prayer and the chance to center ourselves with God.