Something must be wrong with me...
Today is so strange. I must be dying or something.
Brian and I both randomly woke at 6:30 this morning (his alarm is set for 7 and I generally sleep through it). He lounged in bed until he absolutely had to get up and dress, and I read for a bit. I get up as he's leaving, eat breakfast, water my plants, dust the living room (!), do the dishes, make peanut butter cookies, get dressed, and do two batches of wash. And all of this was done before 11AM (well, the 2nd batch of wash is still in the dryer). I am SO not a morning person. I have no idea what came over me. My normal day usually begins at 11 and I'm lucky if I'm dressed by noon...
Right now, my stomach is upset, but it likes to do that randomly, so I've gotten good at ignoring it.