The daily-ness of life is not exactly my strength. I didn’t learn how to cook until my 20s, and my readers taught me how to make pancakes and coffee last year. I’m still impressed with myself when I shower three times in a week, and each night as I glance at the kitchen sink, I am surprised by more dirty dishes.
But I didn’t realize just how pathetic my attempts to get enough sleep had become until I scrolled through my Reminders app on my iPhone.
This is also greatest downfall of technology: I can document my crazy much too easy and completely by accident.
Also, I’m not sure how concerned I should be that “Wake up” was only on my to-do list once in the last month.