I’m fighting a losing battle.
Despite my plans and hopes for early and productive mornings, my bed will not easily release me. Blame it on cold and dark winter mornings (I have), or on a baby in the house (I haven’t so much), or on simply not getting to bed early enough (I’ve done this too). Wherever the blame is placed, it doesn’t change where I am firmly placed most mornings after I intended to be elsewhere. All that said, I suppose there are worse battles to be losing.
While comments on a blog are always nice, I think I’d rather not have all the ones that could be typed when a post like this follows a post on the power of intention! My toes can only take so much pounding.