I am not. Usually. I love the idea of getting up early and getting things done. Lately, however, my habits of staying up late to read or watch television in an attempt to wind down from my days end up causing an hour of snooze-buttoning and a quick shower before I have to run out the door.
Today, though, I woke up early (an hour before my alarm = two hours before I usually get up). It was glorious. Wonderful. Dreamy. I made myself eggs, toast and soy-sausages (they were on sale! and real sausage is way too fatty.). I did the dishes and loaded the dishwasher. I swept the bathroom floor. I watched the Today show for 5 minutes, but realized I really don't like to listen to George Stephanopolous before 8 a.m. I made my bed. I felt like a million bucks. There was even mascara on my face by the time I strolled out the door.
Now, real bloggers say, no one cares what you had for breakfast (or whether you are wearing mascara, I assume), but I think this is A Sign. A Sign of good things to come. Spring, and energy and health. Not only did I wake up early this morning, but I felt awake! I actually kept singing that 4-H song to myself: alive alert awake enthusiastic! (I'm a dork!)
Even more miraculous, this spontaneous energetic morning occurred the morning after a spontaneous evening out with C, one of my dear friends. We went to a bar, with real live people in it, drank some real live drinks, and just had one of those lovely soul chats that everyone needs from time to time. I had fun! And I didn't fall asleep on the bar! And then I woke up feeling like butterflies and honey the next day. Something is in the air.
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