Around this time a few years ago, I decided to start getting up earlier. As I recall, that worked for awhile. And then I stopped setting the alarm clock again, and I kept sleeping until just before the kids woke up. Or until the kids woke me up. Whichever.

I’ve decided, though, that it was a good idea. Just like I said two years ago, getting up earlier would give me time to get ready, have breakfast and put my mind in a good place before the small folk come downstairs. So I’ve re-enacted my plan, with a twist.
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