Well, shit. That’s not good.

Between getting to bed late and being called for a work issue overnight, I’m running on less than four hours of shut-eye.
Let’s do this.
Well, shit. That’s not good.
Between getting to bed late and being called for a work issue overnight, I’m running on less than four hours of shut-eye.
Let’s do this.
Testing my new iOS shortcut that should crosspost short status updates to my blog and Facebook.
Update: First time is NOT the charm.
The bus is scheduled to arrive at 7:14am. Connor’s alarm got him up at 6am, as planned, and he’s currently upstairs getting ready for his first day of Junior High.
I was up at 5:40am, before my alarm and an hour before I usually wake up.
Pawsitude cuteness poking through the banister last week.
This was Monday morning. Even after I called his name and opened the blinds, he was still completely out.
He’s had this twin bed since he was little, and seeing him all sprawled across it now is kind of surreal. In a cool kind of way.