Mike got up for work this morning, and Bella (our little yorkie mix) decided she needed to be up too.  There’s no sleeping in for Miss Bella.  She doesn’t even understand the concept.  That means there’s no sleeping in for me.  I was up early this morning thanks to Little Bella.  And now here I am – it’s 9:15 and I haven’t done a thing.  Well I’ve contemplated life as usual while I watch my robots clean my house for me.  What a strange time to be alive.  Winnie (the beagle) audibly yawns and this strange British accent exits my mouth in response.  Where did that come from?

Admittedly, I’ve been horrible at keeping up with my writing, especially this blog.  I’m not sure that part of it matters much as I’m convinced I only have one or two readers, both of which are close relatives (and that’s ok!).  But if my goal is to one day get publish – legitimately published – then I must write every day even when there is nothing to write about.