Well, it’s 9:06 a.m.
I’ve been up for 6 hours.
I’ve had two Grande Non-fat Lattes.
And one breakfast taco. Which means I must be tired because I ate eggs prepared at an airport.
Also, true to form, I woke up at 3 a.m. and was too excited about the weekend to go back to sleep.
And I wonder where Caroline gets it.
It’s a good thing I’ll get an extra hour of sleep this weekend with the merciful end of Daylight Savings Time. I’m going to need it.