I am so proud of myself this morning. It's 8:30am and I am already up on cup of tea number two and ready to take on the day. Let me bring you guy's up to speed for clarity...I AM NOT a morning person. I have always been the "burn the midnight oil" kinda gal. I would stay up until the morning and then sleep the entire morning off and just to be fair, I'd sleep a bit of the afternoon away as well.
It was only recently that I even grasped the concept or the importance of rising early. This came one day when I had an appointment in the morning and when I say morning I mean 7am early bird special kind of morning. This was the type of morning where calculating a 40 minute ride and looking half way human is needed. This meant waking up, or in my case snoozing until 6am. Don't judge me. I had only been sleep for 4 hrs. prior to this moment. It was then that I found that the morning had a personality of It's own.
The entire time I prepared for the meeting my thought's raced in my head. I struggled with trying to figure out why on earth people WILLINGLY "rise and shine"! I personally enjoy the short term affair that I have each evening or in my case morning, with my bed as I toss and turn and allow the comforter to embrace and warm me through the night. The sheer thought of having to be jolted up into the mornings rigid merciless air to "take on the day" puzzled me and left me feeling that, THAT, was for the birds. Yet, here I was being forced to endure what others seem to take pleasure in...embracing the day.
To my surprise after reluctantly showering, prepping and dressing I figured I may as well adjust my attitude to fit the day. I mean really adjust my attitude because there is nothing worst than an early bird on a night owls watch wanting nothing more than to go to bed early! I put on a happy face and trudged my way out the door. I would be lying if I said the crisp morning air was riveting, but I would also be lying to say it wasn't.
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I passed morning joggers, school children, messengers. I watched neighbor's engage in morning conversation, regulars at the gas station engage in friendly banter. I mean I was thinking WHERE ARE YOU PEOPLE THE REST OF THE DAY!!! This is where they are enjoying the fresh start of their day.
The morning is like the earth's beginning of a natural wash cycle. It has the smell of fabric softener and the beauty of newly pressed garments. The beauty of the sun rise showing off the pureness of the day. It doesn't force you, or provoke you it gently brushes you and places a friendly rayed invitation to enter it. It can be entered begrudgingly or welcomed with open arms. But make no mistake about it, it will come and what you decide to do with the first part of this day determines the outcome of the remaining portion.
Have a beautiful morning and a productive day!
It was only recently that I even grasped the concept or the importance of rising early. This came one day when I had an appointment in the morning and when I say morning I mean 7am early bird special kind of morning. This was the type of morning where calculating a 40 minute ride and looking half way human is needed. This meant waking up, or in my case snoozing until 6am. Don't judge me. I had only been sleep for 4 hrs. prior to this moment. It was then that I found that the morning had a personality of It's own.
The entire time I prepared for the meeting my thought's raced in my head. I struggled with trying to figure out why on earth people WILLINGLY "rise and shine"! I personally enjoy the short term affair that I have each evening or in my case morning, with my bed as I toss and turn and allow the comforter to embrace and warm me through the night. The sheer thought of having to be jolted up into the mornings rigid merciless air to "take on the day" puzzled me and left me feeling that, THAT, was for the birds. Yet, here I was being forced to endure what others seem to take pleasure in...embracing the day.
To my surprise after reluctantly showering, prepping and dressing I figured I may as well adjust my attitude to fit the day. I mean really adjust my attitude because there is nothing worst than an early bird on a night owls watch wanting nothing more than to go to bed early! I put on a happy face and trudged my way out the door. I would be lying if I said the crisp morning air was riveting, but I would also be lying to say it wasn't.
picture compliment of magazine.fourseasons.com
I passed morning joggers, school children, messengers. I watched neighbor's engage in morning conversation, regulars at the gas station engage in friendly banter. I mean I was thinking WHERE ARE YOU PEOPLE THE REST OF THE DAY!!! This is where they are enjoying the fresh start of their day.
The morning is like the earth's beginning of a natural wash cycle. It has the smell of fabric softener and the beauty of newly pressed garments. The beauty of the sun rise showing off the pureness of the day. It doesn't force you, or provoke you it gently brushes you and places a friendly rayed invitation to enter it. It can be entered begrudgingly or welcomed with open arms. But make no mistake about it, it will come and what you decide to do with the first part of this day determines the outcome of the remaining portion.
Have a beautiful morning and a productive day!
