A Day To Myself

Why is it that so hard to wake up and do my own thing when others are awake doing their own thing? Yesterday I attempted to wake up at seven, get high, have a big breakfast of bacon and Eggo waffles, but as I was making the coffee my sister rambles down the stairs... "whatcha makin'?" I had my coffee, resorted to a bowl of cereal, and confined myself in my room. I just need a day to myself to get ready for this trip. I woke up today, another snow day for the sis. Here in Virginia, snow days are rare, and people in charge are very quick to dispense of them. We had snow on Saturday. It has not snowed since, and the kiddies still have school off. It's not that I don't want to see her or don't want her around before I leave, it's just I need some personal time outside of confining myself in my room. I don't know maybe I'm asking for too much. Things need to get done, I need to suck it up and be a man, and just DO. Focus, Corey, focus.