I had to get up at 6:30 am to use the bathroom, I tried to reason with my bladder for another like hour of sleep, and it said nope.
I had just got snuggled into bed, was thinking about maybe another little cat nap or two, when I heard my front door pop open.
Heron decided this morning would be a great day to go kayaking.
What kind of nut goes kayaking before 7 am?!
My nut, apparently.
