I’ve been waking up around 5 or 6am here in California — it’s not really because of the time change, I’ve always woken up that early. Back home, I’d lay around in bed and waste time reading the paper or dozing. Here, I’m anxious to get up and out.
The only problem is, nothing seems to open until 10 here. For those of you keeping track, that’s 1pm in my world.
Ah, that laid-back California attitude…
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I now know what the next step in this mourning process is: laying in bed alone getting drunk on cheap white zinfandel.
Yum!
