Fresh sheets. Did the laundry today. Fresh Ira. Took a shower before bed.
Glorious.
I really want my rhythm back. I’m going to try and capture it tomorrow, or at least start it. I’ve been getting up on time. But, I’ve fallen into a loathsome habit of going back to sleep. And by “loathsome” I really mean “deliciously cozy.” I get to have a little second sleep with the pups. I love it. But…sleeping is not writing, and I need to get my ass in gear on this next book. I have several of them to write, and I’m not writing them at the moment.
Sigh.
It will take some discipline. And a plan. I don’t have that yet…but I can get up tomorrow. And I guess in that regard, it’s time to sleep.
Wish me luck.