
In any case, this morning I was thrilled when I rolled over and the clock said 2:32. I did a mental high-five and rolled over. Then something (thankfully) cut through my haze of sleepiness... Sure enough, it was 2:32... on the West Coast... meaning I had already overslept. Ugh. My temptation then was to *start* tomorrow, but my conscious got the best of me. That and my dog, Lucy, barking to go out. (I am not sure if it was the disgrace of being a slacker or thought of cleaning up dog poop that was the bigger motivation.)
So I was up and downstairs by 5:38. Dog let out, coffee brewing and I even drank 16 ounces of water. (And ate 4 chocolate chip cookies... I did say baby steps.) Now it is 6:23 and in flagrant disregard of my time constraints, I am listening to Radio Paradise (only the best Internet radio station, ever) and blogging instead of showering. In an effort to not start this morning in any worse form than most of my mornings, I am off to hit the shower and *get a few things done* before I dash out the door. Hope your day goes as planned too!


I know you're familiar with Fly Lady (especially as you used the phrase Baby Steps) and her determination that "getting dressed to shoes" sets the tone for your whole day. Maybe try putting your alarm clock on your dresser, so that you HAVE to get up to turn it off. Way to go with the plan though, a plan is always good!
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