No crises today

I swear I never want to sleep in again. Yesterday morning I woke up to a clock which read 12:07. I hate knowing that half the day has gone on without me. I become frantic and pitiful when I am left behind.

Today:

biking
work on the poetry commission
format and reprint TT #4
a new Etsy banner
350 photos to sort and edit
listing the new book
attentive attention to my library books
washing the windows?

Enjoy your day!