Lately I've been working on waking up early. I've let myself get away with getting out of bed a little later than I'd like the past few months, although many nights I'm up past midnight working on things. I've been trying to change this habit slowly, but I decided that this week I would just do it whether I was tired or not.
Yesterday went perfectly, I woke up early and hopped right out of bed and got to work. Let's just say that today didn't go so well. My alarm went off and I was actually alert (this never happens), but then I looked over at Dave and he looked so peaceful that I couldn't help but to lay my head on his chest and drift back off to sleep. I thought I had reset my alarm, but I thought wrong. Next thing I knew it was 10:30. Dangit.
I'm trying not to beat myself up about it, I'll do better tomorrow. I just hate that it only took until day 2 for me to crack. That's the beauty of it though, tomorrow is another day and we can try again at the things we failed at today.