Kevin's teaching at 9 a.m. this semester, Mon/Wed/Fri. That means he has to set an alarm for 8 a.m., which means three days a week I get woken up then -- but it's actually more like every day, since he's trying to just get on that schedule across the board, so he isn't tired when he's teaching. And you wouldn't think I'd have any trouble with this -- why, I'm the girl who used to voluntarily get up at 5 a.m., just because it was easier to get a lot done that way. But somehow, living with Kevin for half a year had me sliding later and later, until I was routinely going to bed between midnight and 1 a.m. No more. This is better, I'm sure. It's just going to take a little getting used to.
Today: shower, dress, go out to Borders and settle in for some serious working. Pretty straightforward.