I moved to Ft. Worth part-time Aug. 10. Instantly my night owl self disappeared and in bed and asleep by 10 p.m. Mary Beth became the norm.
That’s over now.
It’s 10:44 and I want to do Zumba, write a chapter in my WIP, watch the news, read my book.
I don’t want to sleep.
This is going to make for a trying morning.
Someone asked me earlier today how things were going. I said good. Things finally feel normal.
I guess sleepy mornings might be part of that. 😊