I have never, ever been a morning person. When it’s required, I’ll get up early, lurching awake to the sickening sound of an alarm going off and wondering if my eyes have indeed been glued shut. Back when my family owned and ran a produce business and I had to get up by 5 at the latest, I have been known to burst into tears. That was a long time ago though. *cough* Until a couple of weeks ago I didn’t have to be at work until 9, but my hours have just been changed. I now have to be in at 8… which means… I have… to get. up. early.
So. I’ve been compiling a list of pros and cons about getting up early. Here is it.
No one else is up yet. Time for you and Jesus to talk undisturbed.
N one else is up yet. You don’t have to wait in line for the bathroom.
No one else is up yet. This also means you can shave your legs in the kitchen while cooking your pancakes, and no one will ever know. Unless of course your brother suddenly wanders through. In that even you just simply smile and carry on as if nothing abnormal is happening whilst standing on one leg with your other foot on the kitchen sink.
No one else is up yet. You can eat the entire stack of six pancakes in one fell swoop, without a single witness. But then you go and blog about it and let the whole world (read:15 subscribers) know. But it’s already been done, so there’s nothing you can do about it!
You might begin to pour lemon juice into the frying pan instead of oil.
The cats who are normally very dear to your heart are now the most annoying creatures on the face of the earth.
When you try to put your contacts in, your eyes revolt and screw themselves closed, tears pouring down your face.
I try to read scripture or some other edifying book over breakfast, and find that absolutely nothing sinks in. Nothing. Except maybe the make of the author.
No one else is up (have I mentioned that before?) so you really can’t make noise. If you want a smoothie for breakfast, you must put all the ingredients in the pitcher and then haul the entire contraption into your room to do the blending. And still feel guilty about the noise.
And lastly, getting up early requires you go to bed early, too. And no one else in my house does that. I kind of miss late-night movies with my family. *sigh*