worm catching

Now that the boy is back in school, he has "normal" hours. Every once in a while I too will wake up during the hours when egg mcmuffins are still purchasable in solidarity with my early-rising brothers and sisters. It's pretty alright I guess. Coffee really DOES seem to taste a little better at 8am. People seem much more "on the move" during the sort-of wee hours of the morning. The televisions at the gym are NOT playing soap operas. But now I have a little TOO much time on my hands. It's not even noon and I've done most of the things that I would normally do right up until the very second I rush out of the door to work. It's a little strange not feeling constrained for time...