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. . .