The Joys of Being Your Own Worst Time Burglar

I am my own worst time burglar. Cozy Steve said so at The Cozy last night. And when Cozy's right, he's true.

I really am my own worst Time Burglar.

I hit snooze 5 times in the morning.

I blog before heading to the office.

I read Defamer after lunch instead of going right back to work.

I tweak around my room wallowing in my clutter and changing belts instead of just heading straight out at night.

All this adds up to me running a little late these days, more often than I'm used to. . .

But there's something so peacefully decadent about snagging a minute of me time at less than optimal moments. . . even if it ain't efficient.

Trying to reconcile. . .