A book & a Beer in Watching Time Go By

I ran a little late this morning. I just really didn’t want to wake up. I am a terrible morning person. I always have been. I used to sleep in until 1pm as a teenager or young adult. Although, I was always up really late, too. On the weekends I’ll wake up between 8 and 10. I don’t stay up late much anymore. But I typically won’t fall asleep until 11 or so and I have to leave my house by 6am to be on time for work.
Everyday this week has felt like a Friday.
I suppose that’s a good thing.
I spent a decent amount of time yesterday outside. I rode my bike, put my garden in the dirt, and pulled some weeds.
I also ate 5 slices of pizza and listened to Heilung all day. 🤫

I’ve been wondering what to get my mom for mother’s day.
She’s difficult to gift…

My book came in the mail. Hopefully it didn’t rain all over it. I ordered “unbroken.” I felt like reading it instead of watching it. (I haven’t seen it).