After a whirlwind weekend, today I was behind before I woke up. Before I woke up the second time, that is.
I went to bed about midnight. Shiner woke me up barking about 4:30. I'm sure he was barking at either a cat or a deer. Both are known to prowl around here by the light of the moon. Or even if there's no moon.
Shiner - sweet soul that he is - has a very loud howling bark. I didn't get up, but I couldn't go back to sleep. My live-in handyman turned over and was snoozing again within five minutes. Not me. I tossed. Turned. Pushed the covers down. Pulled them up. Did it all again. And again.
Live-in Handyman slept until 6:15, his usual time to get up. I know this because I was still awake. Since I didn't get up with the dog, I didn't get up with him, either. But by that point, to be honest, I was drifting in and out of sleep.
The next thing I knew, it was almost ten. YIKES!
So I slept for about eight hours, but in two shifts. I should've just got up and put in a couple hours writing time between naps.
Gotta run ... lots of time to make up today.