There's a first in everyday....

Some of you know me, most of you don't. 

I am the back seat driver, the squeaky person behind you in the grocery store check-out lane... the person who squeezes the tomato you wanted.  How does that always happen?  I see a perfect piece of fruit from across the lane, but by the time I get there to claim my prize, some other grimy shopper puts her chubby fingers all over it.  Feeling it, fondling it, bruising it... then discards it.  Humph... Just my luck. 

Anyway, back to me.... as you know, it's always about me.  (just kidding, sometimes it's about my dog).  I live in Denver, where the sun is always shinning, and the sky is mostly always blue.  Sometimes gray, but mostly blue.  It's nearing the end of summer and the weather is slightly starting to cool.  The approaching fall always makes me melancholy for some reason.  I think it's because it signals a change.  Change in weather, attitudes and kids go back to school.  Remember when you were a kid, and summer ended and school was about to begin?  Did it make you sad the summer was over?  Or happy because another year was about to unfold?  I was right in the middle.  Happy and sad at the same time.  It seems a small little body couldn't hold those two conflicting emotions... I think some leaked out at points in my life.  That's why I have so little emotion left as an adult.  They all seeped out of me through the little, and not so little, cracks of my life. 

Ok, so back to today's blog... "There's a first in everyday"  The first hazy moments of conscience thought, the first realization you are awake, and not asleep.  The first lick from your dog.  The first smell of brewing coffee.  The first stretch and feeling the blood flow through your toes.  Now, the first sip of coffee. 

My feet hurt the first few steps I take in the morning.  I'm not really sure why.  Maybe because they've been tucked under a blanket for the past eight hours?  Who knows.  All I know is the first few steps of the day are painful for me.  How about you?  Are your first steps painful?  Or do you bound out of bed ready to great the sunny day?