I woke up this morning at 7:45. I usually leave the house at 7:30.
So far, I’m a failure. I blame my husband who drove up and back from SF yesterday and consequently stumbled his way into the house at 2:30, waking us both up (me and the sleeping dog). This is slightly unfair, but I’m a weasel and do not want to accept personal responsibility on this one.
Tomorrow I will do better.
I am planning to practice when I get home, and then I have to vote, and then I have to do lots of homework (I hate that word) for my technical communications certificate program. And somewhere in there I need to make dinner, shower, and try to get to bed at 10ish. And since I woke up late, I will be staying late at work this afternoon.
So, it would’ve been beneficial to have woken up at 5 a.m. as I’ve committed myself to.
But two out of three ain’t bad, right?