Last night after G's birthday dinner I should have stayed up and done homework. Instead I decided that crawling into bed with him and my red wine teeth was a better option. I swore that I would get up early and get a start on my work. Alarm went off at 6 and for once I actually just hopped up out of bed and got down to it. I have had a nice cup of tea, eaten some oatmeal (brain food I have been told) and actually got work done. It may seem ridiculous, but being able to get up and not somehow rationalize more sleep really makes me proud of myself. Proud enough to take a work break and blog haha.