Thursday, March 21, 2013
1:30 this time. I love my boy but this is becoming a habit...one that is derailing my morning efforts. I have to find a way to get him involved in the morning or set an alarm before his accustomed rising time. It's frustrating. I'm tired and grouchy. Translation: I'm not motivated to do anything. Maybe after this coffee I'll get something powerful done. Maybe more dancing with my boy...or sit-ups during Dora the Explorer. No set back is insurmountable when you use creative thinking.