Still locked into the gravitational pull of the book.
Since making the switch, I no longer turn off the alarm when it rings before 6am. I still groan but instead of turning it off, I stagger into the kitchen, put the kettle on for tea (not coffee), and go to work. No fucking around on Facebook, no emails--just bookish fury.
Not only have I not cheated once--I'm stealing time from the rest of my day to work on it. I've made the snow days work for me, and so have had the boon of extra time.
It's pretty much just book, book, book.
Oh, and this--did you know that if you slice overly ripe bananas into coins, freeze them, then whirl them around in the food processor they turn into something pretty closely resembling soft-serve ice cream? I mean, it's not Turtle Mountain Mint Chip Ice-cream but it's quite good. Particularly if you happen to have a cache of raw chocolate ganache in the fridge, and add a good couple of heaping tablespoons.
Am I the only one who finds this newly discovered hidden banana super power intriguing?