Gym now, then Spanish study. I've reviewed up through Unit 5 on this excellent study site, and hope to churn through 6 and 7 this afternoon, and 8 tomorrow. Plus lots of reading Cervantes in the original. We'll see how it goes.
Can I just say, I really…
Can I just say, I really like getting up at 6 a.m.? I can spend an hour goofing off reading journals, I can spend half an hour working through some e-mail, I can have breakfast and three cups of tea, I can sort a load of laundry while watching a little tv (half an hour of Melrose Place, a guilty pleasure), I can chat with my mother for half an hour and thank her for the pretty blue dress she sent me (a size 10, and a tiny bit big on me, yay!), and it's still only 10:30! I don't know why it makes such a difference to me -- after all, I could theoretically get up at 10 and get just as much done by 2:30, but somehow I never do. I goof off a lot more, and work a lot less. Weird, but true.