I got up early this morning to get a work-out in before I left for work, but after changing into my work-out stuff I was distracted by a snuggly kitty and ended up falling back asleep. I'm pretty sure I went into the kitty snuggling knowing I probably wouldn't make it back out ... but this morning, I was just OK with it.

I really can't wait for spring, when I'm woken up by sun and singing birds. It's so much better than clouds and garbage trucks. Bah. I disagree with the cities idea to have garbage pick up every Monday and Friday morning. It's like, "Here ya go, we wanted to ruin your already crappy Monday morning. But don't worry, we'll make sure to ruin your TGI Friday too. Just for good measure."

Bleh. I guess even if they did it on Tuesday and Saturday I'd still be complaining about Saturday. I think my bigger issue is that I live right above the garage, where the apartments 3 garbage dumpsters are horrendously clunked around at 9 o'clock in the morning, twice a week.

Should I just be counting my blessings that I get to sleep in until 9?

Sure, I guess.

4 comments

1. Dan on 9:11 PM, January 25, 2010

   I always sleep till at least 9. If I don't, I'm cranky.

    
2. Viewtiful_Justin on 9:31 AM, January 26, 2010

   I thought sleeping until 7 was a treat!

    
3. Dan on 11:54 AM, January 26, 2010

   Today, 10:30.

    
4. erin on 2:09 PM, January 26, 2010

   Oh Justin, that's just sad. Unless you have kids ... you should relish sleeping in. Because when/if you get kids, you're screwed! I'm soaking up every day I can. (Except when I'm at my sisters, where they TRY to let me sleep in).