This is easily the earliest I have been up in a very long time. My nightmare job actually gives me bad dreams now. That’s always welcome!
So I woke up and put some Advantage on the dog, some of which I hope got on her actual skin, seeing as she has like 8 layers of thick short fur in the way of it. Yep, being some form of an adult is pretty eventful. I may even buy a humidifier filter one day soon. Oh, the plans I have for that!
I’m not sure exactly what the purpose of a down-filled coat is if it covers you in duck feathers every time you wear it. There’s no hole, it’s actually coming through the material of it. Glad I paid $20 and not $69.50 for it, but $20 still could have gone toward something that didn’t leave me resembling a chicken. Or I could just man up and own it. Own the chicken feather jacket.
This being up early thing is a bag of barf!
I’ve become so conditioned to waking up at 5:45 that it’s not even voluntary anymore. Even on weekends when there is no work. Boo. Like the man said, “early to rise and early to bed makes a man healthy but socially dead”
I am both unhealthy and socially dead, thanks to my alternating schedule, haha.