I woke up a little early this morning after a pretty horrible night filled with more tossing and turning than sleeping.
Instead of jumping into the shower and getting started for the day, I decided to turn on the TV and see what I could find. I ended watching a the last part of The Ringer. I couldn't believe what time it was when it was over. I was supposed to be downstairs in precisely 15 minutes. So much for the shower. I made it my job to get the rest of the hairs on my head to look mostly like the bedhead I was trying to hide.
So, after a day outside in the wind, how do you think I did?