I’m always so delighted when school is out. I foresee hours every day of uninterrupted writing, no alarm clocks, and lounging in a hammock with a good book. Yet reality never seems to follow the daydream. Here I am one day in, operating on 4 hours of sleep, quickly approaching midnight and trying to decide if I will sacrifice writing, exercise or sleep. I think I shall choose secret option D where I borrow a time turner from J.K. Rowling and miraculously accomplish it all! Alas, I am a muggle, and a sleep-deprived one at that. Zzzzzzz