I finally managed to drag myself out of bed this morning at about 9:45am. (Staying up until the time changed from 2:00am to 3:00am was a bad idea, in retrospect).

I hate Daylight Savings Time. Hate it hate it hate it. Not only that, but I hate it.

Despite the late start, so far today I:

• made yogurt (well it’s still in the yogurt maker)
• took a bunch of photos for a stealth project
• did two loads of laundry
• did some closet reorganization
• reorganized my DVDs

Now for some stolen time:

Stolen time. Get it? I crack me up.

Lucy is still checking my work in my closet:

It seems like there was something else I was supposed to be doing, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. I hope it was nothing important!