first week down, 35 more to go.
year two feels better. it’s not easier, it’s not really that different, but i just feel like i’ve got control. i suppose it’s less unknown, less threatening.
i’ve been going to sleep at a grandma’s bed time, close to 9 pm (or sometimes even 7…) each night. it’s definitely helped me feel more refreshed. i’ve also made a commitment to making more coffee at home rather than spending money on it. however, i do have a little coffee shop that i love. it’s locally owned and employs great people, so i feel very little guilt over spending money there. this is all to say that my mornings have become my favorite part of the day. i lounge around in bed for a half hour, get up, make coffee, and still have an hour or more before i have to get to school.
in other news, it’s the beginning of fall. dreaming of wearing grays and browns and mustards all day.