Just Start Without Me

Last night I went to bed at 8:30 and woke up this morning at 7:00. I’m on vacation this week, so I’m “allowed” to sleep in, but tell ME that–my higher self that always orders me to work harder and never, ever waste time. When I finally got my sorry butt out of bed, I chastised myself for abusing the snooze option on my alarm clock. “How are you going to work solely within the dream career if you spend this vacation time sleeping?”I asked myself. Myself does not have an answer. Myself hates those rhetorical questions, anyway. God, I love naps, though I hardly ever get them. When I have time on a Saturday or Sunday, I don’t always allow myself to crawl back into bed, but when I do–Ahhhhh! I often hear myself...