Do you remember back in high school and college when the greatest thing about the morning was that it was optional? When you didn't have to be up for class or something else, wasn't it great to just sleep the mornings away? 8:00 in the morning? What the hell is that? Perish the thought that the day started before 10:00 at the earliest. For whatever reason, I have found myself getting up early recently. And I don't mind that at all.
I can no longer stay up late either. I think once you get past the age of thirty, 11:00 at night is considered an all-nighter. We went out a couple of times with some friends to watch some playoff hockey and half way through the games, we were all checking our watches and phones to see what time it was. I'm telling you, I'm just happy none of the games we watched were on the West coast. I doubt we all would have made it to the second intermission. If you are getting up earlier, it just makes sense to go to bed earlier as well. Which is funny, because as my mom loves to remind me over and over, I did not sleep very well as a baby. 'You didn't sleep through the night until you were four years old.' is the comment most commonly uttered. With just a dash of anger in it too. It's was twenty eight years ago, I'm sure it's time to move past it. Am I right?
An example of this situation happened earlier this week. I work on Wednesday morning at 2:00. While college kids were closing down the bars, I was headed to work. And, of course, I did not sleep very well the night before. I got maybe two hours of sleep. So I got up, went to work, worked ten and a half hours, and came home. I did not go to sleep right away despite the fact that I was extremely tired because the Tigers game was on television. So I had to stay up because I do not get to see them play all that often. I did fall asleep for a little bit during the game, but I barely missed half an inning. Regardless, I went to bed and thought I was going to sleep in really late the next morning, so I set my alarm for 10:30, just in case. You know what happened? I slept in until 8:30. I was kind of pissed about it, but then realized I got ten hours of sleep because I went to bed relatively early.
So it's not like I'm only getting five or six hours of sleep each night. I am getting more than I use to just because of going to bed earlier than I use to. I still get up around the same time I use to, or close to it. I just make coffee and enjoy being up early these days. For whatever reason. It's not like I am getting up to go work out or do anything productive. Well, some days I'm productive. Maybe if I took time out of each of these early mornings on days off, I will keep up on my goal of writing this year. Whatever. Other days I just sit around, watch a movie or two. It's a wonderful system I have going for me.
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