15 minutes to cut off


My web connection dies in 15 minutes. For the day, again. I wasted the weekend online so I didn't do any good developing habits of using my time elsewhere. That was foolish. If I'm ever going to change I need to form new and useful habits.

It's a good thing it's set up to kick me off, because if it were up to me, I would weasel out today. Tired. Too short of a night with too many times up to help children, etc ... and then the sleep I did get was tainted by those dreams that you can't sleep. You know, when there's something wrong with your alarm clock or the shower curtain or whatever, and they prevent you from sleeping unless you figure out how to fix them, and in your dream you finally fix the shower curtain so that it doesn't keep you awake (how a shower curtain would is beyond me! ... now that I'm really awake) and then something else prevents your sleep ...

I'm ready to go back to bed. What a whiner!

So sad! Turns out Dale had turned it OFF and if I hadn't been sitting here on my can, he might've forgotten ... my own addiction has betrayed me! Alas!

Posted: Mon - October 11, 2004 at 07:48 AM          

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