I honestly can't figure it out. Am I a morning person or am I not?
For the six weeks at Odyssey I had to be out the door by 8:00 am at the latest to take care of my work responsibilities. So I set my alarm for 7:00 am and happily went about my mornings for a week or so. By the next week, I'd decided that things would be better if I got up at 6:00 am and did some work in that extra hour.
It was great. I was doing fine. And if I could have regularly slept 6-8 hours a night, I think I would have loved that schedule.
Yesterday, I couldn't drag my ass out of bed until 10:00 am, and even then it was more the cats' idea than my own. They had hoped for a 9:00 am feeding and, graciously, gave me the extra hour, though they did not give over without snuffling, batting and attempted cleaning of my person.
So here I am again, wondering if I'm a morning person, and if I can make myself become one.
I honestly love mornings. And on days when I'm up early--seemingly before the rest of the world is up and about--I feel like anything is possible. I could accomplish anything and accomplish it on schedule.
On the other hand, I hate waking up and getting out of bed. This is not related specifically to mornings. I hate waking up from afternoon naps. I hate getting out of bed at noon.
It just so happens that at 6:00 a.m. I am, usually, in bed and asleep, thus inciting my hatred of waking and getting up before I can meet all that wonder and promise of the early day.
I know I'm not coherent between my pillow and my shower followed by a mug of coffee, but that (in my opinion) has little to do with whether or not I am a morning person.
And so I can't figure it out. Am I a morning person? Am I not?
Anyone know a way to convince myself that getting out of bed is the best thing for me even though I love my bed and, other than a job, don't see the reason for getting out of it?