My dad and my sister are both morning people. My sister gets up at 4:00 every morning, has for years, and doesn't mind it. (Huh?!) My dad has been up by 5 or 5:30 for as long as I can remember. No alarm. Nothing. Just wakes up. (Really?!)
Me, I have never been a morning person. My view has always been if the sun is not up then I shouldn't have to be either. (Yes, I had to make exceptions for things like jobs but I didn't have to like it.)
I have asked my dad several times over the years, decades, when I would learn to like mornings. He always told me it would happen when I got older.
Well, I must have suffered from severely arrested development. My sister "got older" decades ago. Me, it is only now beginning to happen.
Recently, read over the last few months, I have found myself waking up as early as 3 (this morning) but more normally about 4:30 or 5. And, I can't go back to sleep. So, I get up and start my day.
That has never happened before.
And, wonder of wonders, I am learning to like this new routine. I get quite a bit done so early in the morning and I get a real jump on the day by folding dry laundry, doing one or two cleaning jobs I have been trying to fit it, sweeping the floor, etc.
Now, this is not yet an everyday thing, more like 4 or 5 out of 7 days. But, I do think it finally means I am able to get up with the big people. Who knew it would finally happen?! I had almost given up hope.
You were right, Dad. Again.
Me, I have never been a morning person. My view has always been if the sun is not up then I shouldn't have to be either. (Yes, I had to make exceptions for things like jobs but I didn't have to like it.)
I have asked my dad several times over the years, decades, when I would learn to like mornings. He always told me it would happen when I got older.
Well, I must have suffered from severely arrested development. My sister "got older" decades ago. Me, it is only now beginning to happen.
Recently, read over the last few months, I have found myself waking up as early as 3 (this morning) but more normally about 4:30 or 5. And, I can't go back to sleep. So, I get up and start my day.
That has never happened before.
And, wonder of wonders, I am learning to like this new routine. I get quite a bit done so early in the morning and I get a real jump on the day by folding dry laundry, doing one or two cleaning jobs I have been trying to fit it, sweeping the floor, etc.
Now, this is not yet an everyday thing, more like 4 or 5 out of 7 days. But, I do think it finally means I am able to get up with the big people. Who knew it would finally happen?! I had almost given up hope.
You were right, Dad. Again.
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