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!