Early–or at least on time–to bed is the key. I can see that now. Every single time I go to bed late, the next day is crap with a capital S. (like that? 😉 So I’m blogging and I’m going the hell to bed, and this thing better not give me any trouble tonight. Let’s […]
I did blog last night. (now I’m blogging in the morning and changing the date.) I did. Twice. Both times it glitched and lost everything I’d written. Sigh. Not that it was anything all that epic. Just that instead of doing nearly everything on my routine, I spent the entire day working on a fun
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::giggle:: Did I forget to blog last night? ::bat eyelashes, toss the hair:: I’m such a silly! No clue where that came from. Okay, let’s see. Yesterday. Get up on time–no. Karate yes, I took class with Hope. Breakfast and kitchen, some, but it’s going downhill. Hope to day-care–not on a Saturday. Errands–family visit completed.
I’m tired and I’m cold (the cooler is either on high or not on at all, at the moment) and I’m clearly up past my bedtime. Damn it. So here’s the quick version. Get up on time–yes. Karate–no. Hope decided to play sick, so I missed my lesson. Damn it. Breakfast and kitchen–progress made. Hope
How childish is a trial of wills? You tell me. When I am one contestant, and my alarm clock is the other, how bad is that? Pathetic? That’s what I thought. That first morning, I think I mentioned. It went off at six, I couldn’t face it and the snooze was only four minutes long,
Ever have one of those days when everybody wants just a minute of your time? Lucky you. Not one person/place/animal/interaction today has taken only a minute of my time. From the lady whom I told “I’m cleaning out my office and leaving for the summer, if you’re not here in the next hour you’ll have
All right, I give up. I am writing a novel in search of a plot. I’m going to stop, until the plot comes and clobbers me. I’m too tired to do anything tonight anyway.