I've been busy trying to fit more into my day, but no longer. After the move I started getting up earlier and earlier in order to practice yoga, walk the dog, write, get ready for work, etc., but no longer. My energy level was so low that I would fall asleep in my son's room while trying to get him to sleep. Last night I decided, it's not worth it. Not only am I not being present when I'm with my son, but I cannot stay focused and I'm not very creative throughout the day. So I set my clock for 6:15 vs. 5:30 and ran the dog rather than walked her then got around for work. I ate my breakfast and only ate breakfast, I didn't look at the clock and say, "oh, I've got plenty of time so I'll read while I eat breakfast." Nope, I got everything done that needed done and got out of the house. I'm hoping this will lead to more blogging and enjoying my days more.
Next steps: Get to bed earlier & somehow convince the dogs they don't want to go outside at 3:30am and again at 4:15am.
