After two cans of Monster Zero Ultra it's probably time to throttle back to something like black coffee.
I've got a bunch of backlogged writing to do, a lawn to mow, and I need to squeak in a range trip this morning, too.
I've been suffering from a bad tendency to languish in bed reading in the mornings; working from home can lead to this attitude where I'm like "Well, I don't have to commute, so I can just lay here in my PJs and shamble down the hall to the office at the last minute." That needs to stop, hence the forcing myself upright and overcaffeination. I reckon I'll keep doing that until old habits reassert themselves; I used to get a ton of writing done by 8AM.
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