Ok, So Up and At 'Em.

So Tuesdays are my meeting mornings, where I have a standing meeting three mornings a month, talking about all things kids and death. (Yes, I know you want to be there, I can see it in your eyes.) The third Tuesday of the month is always support, and is in the afternoon. As a team, we try and do something fun to sort of alleviate some of the tension of taking care of families.

So my alarm goes off, and while I usually hit snooze about 19 times. I was wide awake. I figure I'll be up and ready nice and early and get to my office before the usual meeting time, and I'll make some calls about my work laptop and blah blah blah. I let the dogs out back, even throwing the ball for Otis a couple of times, get their food and water in their bowls and make myself a cinnamon raisin bagel. I come in the home office to make sure that my virus scan finished through the night, and I open my book to see what I have planned for the week.

My first meeting isn't until 1:30. Then I have support at 3. Bowling.

.......

Well, fuck.

Oh, well.

You people who do this getting up early thing every morning....how do you do it?

Looks like I'll be hitting an elementary school today. I have one with like 5 or 6 families, and of course, NONE of them want to be in a support group, so I have to see each family seperately.