Ok. Let's see if I can do this in one sitting.

The girls are playing great together right now and so I have a few minutes to just listen to them. Well probably until I type this and then everything will fall apart. Ha. Until then, here we go.

It's actually very early for me to have focused thoughts. I'm not what you would call, a, um, morning person. And although 9:00 is well in to the morning to most people, and although I have been up for a good two hours already, I don't know if I can call myself actually awake.

But, at least the crabby's have worn off for the most part. Isn't that the worst? Waking up grumpy! I hate it. And it happens way too often for me to really complain. But today was especially bad because I'm pretty sure my entire family woke up grumpy. We stomp around, mumbling underneath our breath, rolling our eyes and exhaling loudly at every sound and every movement.

Well, that's how the adults behave. The children are a little more honest about it. Whining and crying out over every small detail. Which, I'm not going to lie, is exactly how I sometimes want to behave in the morning.

I would be perfectly content to start every day at 10:00AM and then work happily until after midnight. But that's not how these kiddos operate and since they have an early morning wake up call, so must I. I don't meant to complain. I'm not complaining. I would have serious parenting issues, if that is how I raised my children. But sometimes it's nice to dream? Right? Ha.

And truth be told, I don't like that I'm not a morning person. As much as I LOVE my sleep, and staying up late. I wish, hope, pray, meditate, throw coins in fountains, offer fruit sacrifices to the gods all in the desire to be able to wake up, bright and early, with a smile on my face, saying "Good morning world, I'm awake and I am happy about it!"

Usually the scenario is something more like, hit the snooze, hit the snooze, hit the snooze, oh crap, I have to get up, throw on a sweatshirt, stumble (I'm not kidding, I look like a drunk hobo wandering around aimlessly in an alleyway.), stumble some more, climb the staircase and open the door just in time to greet AJ (My day care kid. She's a girl. In case there is confusion.)

Zach, loves the morning. Well, he will never admit that he loves the morning, but only because he rarely admits to loving anything. Except me. And those kiddos. But aside from us, he isn't what you would call..... enthusiastic? But anyways, he does love the morning. I know this by his constant, every day, routine of leaving the bed at 7:00AM.

Granted if he's not off to work then there is usually a soccer game on to pull him from the warm, comfortable bed, but still I don't get it. 7:00Am to me, is basically still the middle of the night. What's that saying? Opposites attract?

All this to say, no, I do not like the morning. But here I am. Writing, ok more like rambling, but at least typing that rambling down in the morning on a computer with maybe not a smile, but at least not a frown and an I hate the world attitude on my face.

With the help of my second cup of coffee and an English muffin I think the morning and me could become friends today. Not friends. I'm sorry, I'm not that generous. But acquaintances. Like an acquaintance I would say hello to if I bumped into them at Target, and not one that I would turn the opposite way, back down the light bulb isle in search of dog food for a dog that doesn't even exist. That's saying something. Well, at least today.

Tomorrow morning, is a whole new adventure.


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  1. rach, if you can just imagine... matthew has to wake me up at 5:30. he says he tries for 5 minutes until i open my eyes and mumble incomprehensiblle words to him. morning are not my thing either.

    keep it up blog blogger.

  2. 5:30 is definitely still the middle of the night. You are my hero for doing that every day! You inspired me. :) Love you!