Yesterday went by so fast my head is spinning, as Mondays always do for me. But I did manage to get on the elliptical at around 8:30. Gave her hell for 25 minutes then jumped in the shower.
I slept great until 2 a.m when I woke up and couldn't get the hell back to sleep. I hate when that happens. My mind gets going and I can't shut it off. This has been happening almost nightly lately, and it's screwing with my internal alarm clock. I'm waking up at almost 6:30 a.m instead of 5:30 a.m. This is bad.
But I hate alarm clocks. Large.
Not much else new. Looking forward to a week of vacation. The first real time off since the critter was born. My mother is coming up to see us from Northern Ontario. She's fun. And she is one of the few people that I can spend days with and not be sick of.
I'm hoping to get a buncha work done on Frost while she's here, too. She'll spot me so that I can write, and I'm bringing the bean over to the sitter's twice during that week so that I can get some writing time in without worrying when he'll wake up from his nap, or feeling badly because I'm not playing with him instead of writing.
Instead I'll feel badly that I've dropped him at the sitter's instead of playing with him and blowing off the writing.
Ah well. Lunch time is over. Back to work for me.
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