I'm notoriously non-functioning in the morning. When I was younger I would sometimes be getting ready for school and my mom would find me just sitting on the edge of the bed with one sock on and the other in my hand with a vacant stare. My current household has a 15 minute no-speak zone when I wake up, which is sometimes extended when conditions require it. (The zone exists not because I demand it but because my husband has scientific evidence that we have better days when it's used.)
This weekend is a big annual conference for one of my clients and I'm doing all of the displays. I also typically help with the registration table, so I'll be in for that too. That means some early mornings over the next few days where there is no 15 minutes of peace of the morning. Straight in chaos with a smile on my face.
Let's do this!
8:39 a.m. - 2014-04-10