I have never been a morning person, at least not since the summers during the elementary school days. I fought them increasingly with every passing grade (probably because I had to wake up earlier and earlier every year) and once early morning seminary came into play, I had pretty much created a barrier between me and the world before 9AM with my sullen grouchy face. It's possible I was growling at anyone who came within 4 feet of me, which is why they would steer clear. My poor dad drove me to seminary my freshman year of high school and, oddly enough, he isn't a morning person either! Ah, the battles of slamming doors and "I'm leaving in 30 seconds with or without you!!"...My poor dad.
Mornings are my few moments of a quiet house. I try to get up early enough that I can shower and take my time getting ready for the day and dink around on the computer for a little while before N is off to work and M is terrorizing every room that I swear was spotless when I went to bed the previous night. Now that school is starting up for me soon, I'll be taking full advantage of a quiet sleeping house so that I can focus and get what I can done before the day really takes off. Not to say that I am a "morning person" now, I still will not speak a word until I've at least showered and fully woken up, but I cling to those few moments everyday when I can focus on myself. It's important for me, who has always been perfectly content entertaining myself with my own hobbies, to get that time now that my nearly two year old is so busy. I love interacting with and watching this beautiful child as she learns and explores. Keeping up with her has me ready for nap time, too!
I hear little feet racing down the hall- morning meditation is over :]
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