I arrived home from Atlanta close to midnight. Despite not usually having to contend with traffic at 11pm, there was a multi-vehicle accident that meant I, and many others, were at a standstill for some time on the infamous Grady Curve. And despite my best intentions and after having had a super productive day, I arrived home with Taco Bell in hand and plopped onto the couch. By this time it was already after midnight and my energy, not at all depleted, meant that I would be awake for several more hours. Sure, I’m now all caught up on my episodes of New Girl, but I didn’t go to sleep until 4am. So much for being good.
Today was no different. I took sleeping into the afternoon to the extreme. After waking up briefly in the late morning to allow pest control in, I went back to bed. I was diligent in setting my alarm so that I didn’t sleep through the entire day. My grandmother’s phone call right before my alarm went off at 2:45pm ensured that I didn’t fully waste the day. However, with less than 3 billable hours on the books for today, I can’t help but to feel a little defeated. Continue reading “A Well-Intented Respite”


