Trashflower

I have to say, its quite a shock to the old system, to be working at 5:50 am when I’m actually at home. When I’m on the road, this is pretty normal, because I travel mostly to East Coast time. Waking up 2 hours early is torture!

Last night SP decided that he wanted to start getting up and jogging in the mornings. So, being the loving supportive girlfriend that I am, I told him I’d start being his alarm clock, calling him early in the mornings. I’m a bit harder to ignore than just a mechanical noise. Calling him is how I ended up here. In order to keep myself awake enough to keep talking to him, I got up and started messing around the house. And now, its 5:53 am, and I’m writing away.

I wonder if he actually got out for his jog. And I wonder if I’ll make it through the day after getting up this early. On the plus side, if I started working at 5:30, then I should get off at 2:30. Perfect time for a nap.

Update: The downstair’s neighbor’s baby is crying. That would be even harder to ignore than me. Count me out, at least for the next few years!