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SML had me set my alarm for Sunday morning to 7:00 a.m., the same time that I imagine many Quakers wake up to greet the day. There are websites dedicated to waking up early, that explain how people who wake late are missing one the greatest feats of nature, that quietude should be everyone’s favorite part of the day. I consider sleeping to quietude, period. One of the many things that I’ve experienced since SML started working for Ten Thousand Villages is something called “Offsite Sales” where I’ve had to carry heavy boxes, set up products, pretend to know what said products are, and then box them all back up again. I’m not at all gracious doing this, either, because every time I bend over I show plumber’s crack. Before we left this morning for an offsite sale I asked SML if we had time to make coffee. I really cannot explain how important this part of my day is, more important than even Quakers greeting the day at 4:30 a.m., and so when SML said, “NO, WE HAVE TO LEAVE NOW” I felt like he had just told me Primetene Mist was no longer available over-the-counter. One of SML’s defining characteristics is his ticking time-bomb stress level, somewhat equal to my own, when even flossing your teeth is time sensitive. The last time we went grocery shopping I was told, “We’re in a hurry” when I stopped to pick up tortilla chips that weren’t on our shopping list of bananas and yogurt. This morning after SML declared that we had no time, that we had to be there by 8:30 a.m. or else, I thought it best to overrule his decision and said, “I talked to to the coffee machine. He said he’d hurry.”
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