Sunday Morning...

Why is it that the ONE day of the week that I have absolutely no reason to get up early, I'm up before the alarm would have gone off?

Here I am, not needing to be up before 8am, and my eyes popped open at 6:15. I tried to just lay there and enjoy being in bed, not having to get up. I couldn't do it. I had to get up. Now I'm regretting it. I'm SURE that if I had REALLY tried, I could have gone back to sleep. But had I done that, I wouldn't already have a load of laundry going. I wouldn't already have the living room picked up from where the girls drug blankets and such out to watch TV at 6 this morning.

I still need to get out the crockpot and get it fixed up with dinner for tonight, but it's still a little early for that. I'll take care of that around 8.

I'm thinking that since I got up so early, I just might make a big breakfast for everyone. Baccon and eggs and biscuits and sausage gravy. Sounds SO good! LOL And I don't often make a big breakfast like that. The kids and DH might enjoy it. And I don't mind doing it as long as I can get the kitchen cleaned up afterwards! LOL I don't want to come home from church to a messy kitchen to clean up.