mornings.

I am definitely a morning person. I always have been and I hope to always be. Mornings just work for me. In fact, I have a hard time staying up in the evenings. For some reason I have no problem staying awake when I work nights though -- it probably has something to do with the fluorescent lighting that gives me a head ache... or the constant eating... or the incessant call bells. I worked last night and I should probably be napping, but I'm going to stick it out and just go to bed early tonight. I'm good at that.

To reward myself for three night shifts in a row I have decided to have my favourite kind of morning. The kind where I sit with a pot of tea (this morning it happens to be Bengal Spice), a Granville Island Candle (papaya clafouti), and my knitting needles. Bon Iver is keeping me company for the time being.

I love mornings that I get to laze around the house.

My messy kitchen isn't even bothering me.  The scraps of paper scattered around me from partially crafted Christmas gifts aren't even causing a stir.

It is wonderful.

I have already cast on a new baby vest. Worked through about a quarter of it (the easiest quarter) and then pulled it apart because I think I want to use smaller needles. I'm going for a bit of a thicker look than the needles were giving me. I have even re-cast the baby vest on smaller needles already.

The only thing that would make my morning better is if one of you was here sipping on some tea with me.