My two-hour allotment at Starbucks has been pushed from mid-morning to the afternoon as Fat Cat readies to go to Boot Camp by stepping up his workout. For various reasons, me no likey.
So today we tried moving it to early morning. I snuck out of the house at 6:00 a.m., while my babies slept soundly in bed.
I love being out and about at this time. The air is clearer, crisper, like my brain. And a good early morning writing session sets the tone for the rest of my day.
How’d it go at home? The two of them slept until 7:20 a.m., and were starting on Curious George by the time I got home at 8:00. The baby hardly missed me. A tremendous success in my book…pun intended. 🙂