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I got out of bed this morning after my husband. He's usually up before me, unless I have to kick him out of bed to get up.
So I hear him grind the coffee beans. That's usually my cue. So I get up. Before I do anything else I feed the dog, give him his medicine. Feed the three girl cats before they drive me crazy with the mewing.
After all this... I help my husband to make sure he has what he needs before he leaves for the day. And especially like this morning when he was going to make a flight today. He travels quite a bit.
I'm in college full time right now, finishing up a BA in Music that was neglected for over 10 years. So after he's gone, most of the time I have 30 minutes to have some coffee before I have to get ready to leave for class. It's 40 miles one way to campus, so the 30 minutes with coffee is welcome before a busy day.
So this morning, I finally am able to get some coffee, sit down...it's what? 6:30? seesh. I didn't even look at the clock this morning. I just got up like it was no big deal, and husband didn't even mention that I was up early?? :eyes: He never said his flight was before freaking 8:30.
I could have slept another hour. Sleep, who needs it? :shrug:
More time to read DU, I guess. ;) Cuz I'm not doing homework at this hour, for sure!
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