M & I are in a bit of a rut lately. It feels like there aren’t enough hours in the day and I end up feeling like I didn’t accomplish much beyond watching TV when it is time for bed. In an effort to shake things up I have started getting up an hour earlier. It ain’t easy convincing my sleeping self it is going to be worth it, but once I get going it is great. This morning I had time I putter around and even eat breakfast before I left. I would have been to work on time had the MTA not plotted against me. But even with their efforts to thwart me, 4 trains later I was at work only 10 minutes late, which is actually 20 minutes earlier than usual. Not bad.