Good morning, where's the coffee?

Got to bed at 1 a.m. last night, which sucked, but I didn't get home till 11 p.m. and I had a story to write. I was so tired that I was nodding off at the computer, so I figured i was better off going to bed and getting up early this morning to tackle the project. So, back up at 5 a.m. and had my story done by 6:45 a.m. just in time for a 7 a.m. phonte interview to talk about trees for another magazine.

*yawn*

Worked yesterday morning, then took the kids to the museum for a few hours before we headed to my friend's house. I did a phone interview for a story at her computer while the kids played and then she and I went out with another friend for drinks and dinner. It was a great day. Just that damn work kept getting in the way.

Here we are at the museum. I just remembered I was supposed to take Pickle for labwork and forgot. Guess we'll do that tomorrow. Today the boys go to daycamp and the girl goes to preschool, so mom can get some writing and phone calls done.

And, then the dinner with the girls.

I should have skipped all the fun to get my work done, but where's the challenge, or fun for that matter, with that?