This morning, I gained even more respect for those parents who have to wake their kids up early each and every morning. I woke at 5:30 to do my normal swim, and I got 20 minutes into it, when I realized I could not do my normal routine, considering my son was with me. So I got out of the pool 15 minutes earlier than I normally do, and I began the journey back to my apartment. Once I arrived, I got him up (which was surprisingly easy), told him to shower, got him breakfast, showered my damn self, and this all happened in 45 minutes. We got out of the door, walked to train, survived the dreaded work introductions, and now here we are at my desk working.

I sat down, and instantly a large wave of fatigue hit me, because of the added activities I had to perform this morning. But I had 50 emails to wade through, and other work needed to be done. That same wave of fatigue came over my son, and now he's over there sleep with his head down. And when he wakes him, he has a whole list of tasks to complete until we leave. But I digress...

I wonder how evil and tired I'd be if I had to do this every morning. It's a "problem" I'd definitely like to have, I'll tell you that...