At 5:45am my alarm went off. No, I didn’t set it up. This one is my little rascal, that showers me with kisses and stands on top of me until I move.
She is a determined one.
I take the heed and start my morning. Early mornings are when I thrive. My head is light, my brain is on fire, and I get the cleaning bug.
Does anyone else?
At 6am on almost any given day you’ll find me doing all sorts of productive things.
.. this morning I finally organized my storage closet.
.. Sunday I started laundry and scrubbed the kitchen.
.. Monday I organized all my other closets in the house.
.. most days I do dishes and make sure the kitchen/dining area is clean.
Early mornings I sit down on my computer. Cereal bowl in hand, cat on my lap, and check out everything: emails, Facebook, etsy, blog.
I take time to connect, to read, to empathize. Soon enough I’ll be getting up, showering and heading to work. Feeling all sorts of accomplished and ready for my day.
At night Andrea is gone. When I come home from work it’s PJ time. Please don’t ask me to clean, or cook. I can’t stand it.
All I want to do is watch tv, and somehow find dinner ready.
When is your thriving moment? Are you an early bird like me, or a night owl?