This morning, I awakened at 3:30 a.m.
Because I was supposed to catch a 5:30 a.m. flight.
That...did not happen.
Because, super scheduler that I am, my flight is tomorrow morning.
And, now, I’m awake.
So awake that I’m probably going to go to the gym in an hour.
I have my clothes ready for tomorrow’s trip.
I have the dogs ready for the dogsitter. (Not that they’ve done anything, they’re snoozing like sensible dogs. Twerps.)
So, what to do until 5 a.m.?
Maybe I can take a catnap.
I’m gonna try.
Have a blessed day, and may your calendar markers be on the correct day.
Amen.
Well, heck. That's not even the right calendar. No wonder I'm messed up.