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Day 14 : Tuesday. Felt like crap when I woke up around 8am so worked from home. So I was up and succeeding by 9, so win.

Day 15 : Wednesday. There is a phenomenon in my life labeled “Tuesday Nights” which is a glorious weekly meeting of minds, hookah, friends, and beer. Right now, I would not trade it for anything. Unfortunately, this Tuesday led to some great conversations that kept me up very very late. But I made into the office by 10. Technically a failure.

Tonight, I need to go to bed much before midnight. Should be very doable.

Day 9 : Nov 13 : Worked from home and was up on time. But napped for a bit.
Day 10 : Nov 14 : Friday, was on time. Don’t remember exact time.
Day 11 : Nov 15 : Saturday, slept till 11:30. Felt great.
Day 12 : Nov 16 : Sunday, was up at at church by 8. Felt great.
Day 13 : Nov 17 : Monday. Got here around 10. Been fighting a bit of a cold and staying out a bit too late which made getting rolling today quite difficult.

Lessons learned: go to bed on time. It’s ok to be asleep before midnight.

not my actual coffee

Wednesday morning comes too quickly when Tuesday nights are gloriously long. I showed up at 10 today. I had no meetings and so nobody cared, which is part of the reason I had trouble with mornings in the first place. Coffee, however, is required and next on my agenda.

Am I really going to keep this up all the way through 30? I think I have to.

Day 7 - here at 9:04. Felt good, but the meeting I was supposed to attend appeared to be cancelled.

Yesterday, another habit I’m trying to break won, and it has reminded me that I really like the feeling of not being ruled by a habit.  The feelings of defeat and disappointment are much better to do without. And I’m not discouraged; it’s just a downer to see the progress you’ve made destroyed temporarily. You have to start all over. Again. When other things ride on the progress, it’s worth it to succeed. Immensely.

And these jeans are dirty and it’s bugging me.