all the eyes, except for mine.

I am tired. I haven't been very smart with my sleep schedule. Most nights I don't get to bed until 1 am. I have no good reason for this, except that I like the time when the house is still and quiet, and I can finally get things done. (Of course, that makes it sound like I'm being productive, but, sadly, I'm not.) My late nights are followed by early mornings. Z is our earliest riser, but all of the children are morning babies.

It's ridiculous, the way I keep torturing myself, but I'm having a really hard with the idea of giving up my peaceful "me" time. I keep thinking that I just need to start going to bed earlier, and then waking up before everyone and having my "me" time at the beginning of the day, instead of the end. I just haven't tried to change my schedule yet. Probably (most likely) because I'm just too lazy.

So, I've decided, I'm going to make it a goal for this coming week (starting small, starting tomorrow): to be in bed by 9:30 and up between 5:30-6 am.Wish me luck?
photo challenge day 10: