In a purposeful crazy form I set my alarm clock for 6 am this morning. By six thirty I was at my desk at the office working on my paper due this week.
I tried working at home, first in the busy livingroom. No dice.
Then I tried on a little tiny table in a corner of our bedroom. Got a sore back.
So finally I headed to the office at a mad hour, so as not to pick up on too many interruptions. But Linea was already here! I forgot it was Wednesday morning, early prayer time.
I think she must have suspected what I was up to, because she didn't come by the office at all, simply let me work.
And now I am nearly completed.
That's always a good thing.