Monday, November 12, 2007

not morning compliant

I've never been a morning person, but lately that has been a gross understatement. For some reason, lately no matter how early I go to bed or how well I sleep, morning comes and kicks my ass like a mofo. I wake up grumpy, snap at jparks, grumble a lot under my breath, drink an asinine amount of espresso, and then take forever to get ready for work, all for no good reason. And even after leaving the house, I'm still not quite right until around 10:30am.

Besides all the general pissyness I express first thing in the morning, I've also noticed that bad things tend to happen. Things like forgetting my wallet at home, losing my wallet, falling down the stairs, or getting a red light violation for only pausing when I turned right on a red. You know what, in my book a rolling stop IS A STOP. It's right there in its name.

I think the only logical solution to this morning problem is to no longer get up before 10am. First step in making this happen is to quit my job. Then I'll have to teach jparks to get out of bed without waking me up. Next, I'll build some stairs up to the bed so Lily stops whining because she jumped down only to realize that "hey, this ground isn't warm like up there. I waaaant baaaaccck upppp". And, finally, I'm going to have to blackout my bedroom window, because whoever sold me this house didn't tell me that the sun shines through that thing like the Eye of Sauron first thing in the morning and wakes you by burning your retinas through your closed eyelids.

Or I could just try to figure out why I'm not sleeping well and how I can become more rested. But that just seems too simple.


  1. Wow, you referenced LOTR. Your D&D-fication has begun!

  2. I don't sleep well on weekends. I don't work until 2 Monday- Friday - I'm a nanny, so I'm used to my husband getting up and getting ready and then leaving. I do get up and tell him bye but I go right back to bed. This at least allows me a few hours of uninterrupted sleep in the mornings until the dog's bladder is about to burst and he can't take me ignoring him any longer. On the weekends, my husband gets up 5 million times, comes back to bed 5 million plus one times, and rolls around, so I usually end up getting up around 8 on those days.