Late night plans for the following day, reptile shows and traffic..

I sit here this morning wishing I were still asleep. Alas, that is not the case and now let me tell you why. My daughter Mallory called this morning at the ungodly hour of 8:30 because while en route to a reptile show ( my Saner Half is a snake breeder) she encountered the all to familiar problem of 95 being shut down due to a hazmat spill and needed me to watch the news and hope for a traffic update and/or get online to find an alternate route. FYI, it seems as though morning news shows are only interested in reporting traffic issues M-F. Since a detour was required and she is not very familiar with the area I decided to stay awake in case I was needed. My instincts were correct as no fewer than 6 calls from lost daughter were received. You will be happy to know that she did arrive and I'm sure is now happily set up behind her table and hopefully dealing with a long line of customers ready to lay down their hard earned cash (or credit cards happily accepted) for a ball python to call their own.

Saner Half (aka Jim) has been breeding ball pythons for many years and it has become quite a family affair. Jim lovingly feeds, cleans, raises, breeds, incubates, hatches and sells the snakes while the rest of us reap the rewards :) It makes him happy, the snakes are beautiful and all jokes aside all of the kids enjoy the fact that he does it.

Here it is already noon and I have not done a thing around here. My plan was to wake up in time to watch Eastenders (9am), drink my Slim-Fast (no, it's not working) and then embark on a day filled with cleaning and dinner preparation. The problem with that plan is that is was made (as are many of my plans) very late last night while I was trying to go to sleep. Why is it that we have such grandiose ideas of how our next day will play out when we are lying in bed trying to sleep?