I've never been a morning person. No, not even once. I'm more of a stay up late kind of gal. That's why as summer winds to a close and school hovers in the near distance, I start mourning my mornings--even while I anticipate the sweet tones of the bus engine. Yes, I'm conflicted.
All summer I sleep in. It's blissful and oh so delicious. I'm not talking about wasting the whole day or anything, more like reveling in slumber until seven or eight in the morning. Ahhhhh.
That's all going to end in six days.
Six.
Sniff.
And yes, I hear you out there sniggering and saying, "Just go to bed earlier." HA! Never works. I have teenagers. They're like walking torture devices designed for parental sleep deprivation. If you have one, you know my pain.
So, I have a plan. It's not a very good one, but it's all I got. I'm going to soak up as much sleep as I can in the next six days, because you know that bus I talked about? Yeah, it comes at 6:30. That means I have to get up at five something.
Five!
It's so foul it should be a curse word, the nasty kind that my parents would have pulled out soap and ordered me into the bathroom for. Shudder. And even if I start going to bed at ten, it won't wash the taste of five out of my mouth because me and five don't get along. Somehow I don't think that is going to change in six days.
Do you have a start of school curse word as foul as FIVE? I'll go get the soap.
10 comments:
Nope. I think five is a bad enough curse word, wow! I think you deserve one last week of shamelessly sleeping in, and reveling in the lateness of eight or nine (my teenagers consider THAT shamelessly early - but luckily, the real world has a huge eye-opener coming and it's coming next week.) And I'm trying not to grin, well, not much anyway.
First of all, going to be at ten does not help when you get up at 5. Well, maybe it helps a little, but going to bed at 9 is much more effective.
You know my solution, ;-).
Of course I end up getting up earlier than I'd like anyway. I think I need to start going to bed at nine myself.
Five?? I would not survive. At all. We wake up at 7:30, only because I need to make breakfast in time for my 6yo to leave at 8:15. I think 5am would drive me to drastic measures. Good luck to you!
Five in the morning is definitely torture! I really hope you survive. :)
Jonene, my teenagers will be getting the same eye-opener. Mwahahaha!
Cherie, I'm not sure I can pull off the nine o'clock bed time for myself. It all comes back to those teenagers. Their bodies just don't shut off that early.
Nikki, I know! Five should be outlawed.
Julie, thanks. I hope so, too. :)
Leisha: I feel your pain. A lot of times I'm just getting to sleep at FIVE a.m. I had a doctor's appt at 7:45 A.M. today. That is a double whammy for night owls.
At least I don't have any youngsters in school. There are some benefits to being old. :D
Just do the best you can, babes. I'll pray for you.
Renie
Hey, Leisha! I gave you an award on my blog today, so make sure to stop by!
Today was our first day back. I was up at 5:30. I totally need more sleep. *yawn* Good luck. I hope it goes better this year for the both of us. =)
Irene, going to bed at five and getting up at 7:45 sounds horrible. My head hurts for you. I hope you get more sleep soon. Hugs.
Jenilyn, thanks! I'll check it out. :)
Carolyn, I feel your pain. We'll get used to this, right? Right?
Leisha, you're so sweet! Thank you <3 I think Leibe means love, right? So Leibster might mean showing of love or something along those lines, right? ;)
Have a great week, girl!
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