Clawing Our Way Out

I had such good intentions of getting back to the routine today - I was going to get up at a respectable time, walk on the treadmill, tackle some laundry, and prepare my daughters' rooms for the re-arranging that needs to happen due to some Christmas gifts.

Thrones. They got THRONES for Christmas.

Instead, I slept until 10:00am.


I think we've had so many consecutive days of staying up late/sleeping late that my body has decided this must be the new schedule.


Tomorrow, perhaps...but probably not.