a confession
So, I'm not a morning person at all. You know I'll gladly sleep until sundown given my druthers. However, once I'm up, I'm UP. I got up around 7:30 this morning to get ready for my tutoring session with one of the cutest sets of twins ya ever did see. I was all grumbly last night about having to get up this morning, but the session went well, and now I have the whole day to get stuff done. I'm not saying I'm _glad_ about being up early, just that perhaps it doesn't suck as much as I thought it would.