You know that “no alarm clock” thing I was looking forward to? Well, Molly has become a regular rooster in the mornings. I swear she’s learned how to read the clock on the front of the cable box. Saturday morning, she woke us up at 7:10. Sunday we had to get up earlier than that anyway, so we had the alarm set. Yesterday, it was 7:00. This morning, it was 6:50. At this rate, by the end of my vacation, I’m going to have to wake up earlier than I usually do to get to work!
