the going to bed at 9 starts...now.

my response to waking up at 5:30 this morning was this,

"derek. it is still the middle of the night."

i rolled over and wanted to fall back to sleep. 

he made sure to tell me before i went to bed that it would be dark outside when i had to get up.

but that i would really have to get up.

which i agreed to and said "okay."

coming to terms with that this morning was a different story.

happy first day of school.

happy first real day of school tomorrow.

[bring on the kiddies.]

[that's what 6 am looks like/that's what 6 pm looks like]