I've come up with a pretty good routine for my days. I have time to get the girls ready, exercise, eat, write, work all of my hours, and spend some time with the kids in the evening. It's great.
Except lately I've been having trouble with the getting up part. I'm sure it's mostly due to being back on antibiotics for the lyme and simply needing more rest, but it's also possibly the hard bed we're sleeping on.
Or maybe it's the strange dreams I've been having, like going through the Wal-Mart drive through self service checkout and not having any money to pay. Or the one where I was called to be the Executive Secretary and Barak Obama was the new Bishop. (I told you they were strange dreams.)
Anyway, I've tried to bump bedtime up by a half hour, but I'm meeting resistance from the troops. It doesn't help that they have found the long-lost Cosby Show season 2 and feel they have to watch three episodes a night.
I'm not sure of the whole point of this post. I get like this when I'm tired. But at least I found time in my routine to write it.
What did you dream about last night?