It’s only 11am, and I’ve been up for a couple hours. It’s weird. Aside from yesterday, when I worked, I’ve been staying up late and waking up around…oh….1? 1:30?
Last night, the boy and I were both pooped, and he wanted to get into work early today, so we went to bed at 12 or so. I woke up around 8, and insisted in luxuriating in half-sleep for another hour or so while my cats ran around the house like maniacs, then got up and had caffeine.
I’ve been goofing off for the past couple hours and I keep thinking I’m wasting my day hugely and it’s got to be around 3 already. Okay…I should still get moving. I have work of the calender nature to get on. I hope I don’t flail miserably. Ugh.
Later skaters.
