Week 13 Love

Morning has broken. . .early

It's a late post again for week 13. I'm trying to decide whether to be upset with myself due to the fact it's so late it's almost time for week 14 or, tell myself it's really not a big deal and I can write the posts whenever I want. I think I'm going with the later. . .because I'm tired.

I've been overly tired the last week or so. I think it has something to do with a puppy who is an early riser, and myself. . .who is most definitely not. We've seen as early as 5:30am, on a weekend. I love my puppy, but I've never loved early mornings. And most of these mornings that we've been up early have resulted in us taking a nap by 8am. That being said, I may be finding a new appreciate for rising early.

For one thing, there is SO MUCH MORE day when you are up early! This is both a blessing and a curse though. It makes for a long tiring work day (where they frown on naps), but it also makes for a lot more time to do things on the weekends (when naps are perfectly acceptable). I love having the weekends feel longer.

I have also found that getting up early (and not snoozing through 7 alarm cycles) makes you feel less tired in the morning overall. Not to mention, there is something sort of magical about the world in that early morning hour. It's more still, and quiet. The light is soft as the day is just breaking. And the air is. . I don't know. . .different. At least in the warm weather it is. I imagine in the winter the air is the same (cold as shit) no matter what time of day it is.

For never having been a morning person, I am starting to feel a new appreciation for the morning hour. That's not to say I want to see it EVERY morning. . .let's be reasonable now. I hope eventually Banjo will learn to share my appreciation for sleeping in. At least occasionally.

How have you loved yourself this week?