My name means “guardian of the sea”, so a Captain’s Log entry seems appropriate. This is what I imagine I might look like if I were ever to trade life on the land for ocean…and a few other things for a few other things.
Sleep. It’s been about 50/50 so far. I blame the “Polar Vortex” and my wimpy Floridian blood for making anything but my bed and three blankets look like a meat freezer in the morning. Even so, I’ve been enjoying the mornings I have made it up before the wee ones and completely letting myself off the hook otherwise. Baby steps, folks.
Here’s to the rest of the month! May it hold a more impressive ratio by the end!