morning rising

I wake up this morning, do the whole breakfast thing, get the billets and my boy off to school.  We have to leave early because they need to be at the school by 7:15 am.  I’m proud of Will because he doesn’t complain, even though we are arriving a good 55 minutes before his school day starts. 

One of the boys asks if I can do a load of laundry for him.  I agree, the headlights of the car illuminating the dimming twilight, the first hints of morning sun, streaking the sky orange in the gap before the horizon meets the dark cloud cover.

I get home and Don tells me that the stock market is down 300.  I knew it was going to be a rocky morning because the Israeli market and the Chinese one was way down before I went to bed.  I amble over to my laptop, boot it up, check out BigCharts.com.  GADZOOKS!  The markets have only been open 45 minutes and already it is down 581 points.

I feel like we are at one of those epic points in history, where, if we are lucky enough to survive the turmoil, we will look back and say, remember when. 

Posted by Meg Tilly on Monday, October 06, 2008 in Chewing the Fat