Smug And Sleepy

I'm looking at tomorrow's schedule and suddenly a day at home, washing the dishes, watching the grass grow, doesn't seem like a bad idea. But no. Lutheran by birth and choice, I'm setting the alarm to Extra Early and going to work before dawn. (No, I'm not. That would mean rising before four a.m. But you get the picture.) So, here's to me for doing my darndest. Or for at least not giving in/up completely. Maybe I'm not so bad, after all.