Monday, August 3, 2009

A New Routine.

It's not even 6:30 am yet and I'm already up and at it, done with the treadmill, and catching up on the Dave Ramsey podcast.  What's wrong with me, you ask?  Why am I up (WAY) before my usual 8:00?  Because of... *dun, dun, DUN - cue music 'o doom*

THE. MAN.

He, apparently, thinks that life will be nine hundred ninety-eight million, three hundred seventy-five thousand, six hundred ninety-nine percent better if I get up BEFORE the butt crack of dawn with him.  Oh, and for anyone interested, it's still pitch black out.

Anything for you, honey.  Really.  *cloyingly sweet smile*  Darlin'.  Especially when I have to wake up in the middle of the night to turn off the beeping CatGenie.

I can say with thanks, however, that the boys are still sound asleep.  Coffee and shower time.

By the way, I'm filing this under humor as well as self-development because I think this new routine is a freakin' riot.  Hilarious, I tell you.

2 comments:

Katie said...

Haha...this is too funny. I used to get up with my DH every morning at 4:30 for years...until I got prego with this last baby. Now 7 still seems early. Although I loved that I had everything "together" when the kids got up.

Steph said...

The together feeling is fantastic and all worth it. Unless, of course, you’ve been up in the middle of the night for whatever reason, which seems to be happening more and more lately. LOL

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