As long as I can remember I have been a late night person, or owl if you will. As a child I hated having to go to bed and spent an inordinate amount of time sneaking out of bed and down the stairs to catch fragments of TV programs I didn’t understand or quite follow. I stayed up late with the light on, or a torch, reading and trying to not get caught.
Luckily for me I have never needed too much sleep (6.5 hours does me fine) going to bed before 12am is something I find nearly impossible to do, more often then not it is past one before I climb upstairs. And once I am in bed I need a while to calm down and switch off, an hour of reading or pondering thoughts is not uncommon.
That means that getting up is a little bit difficult at times and this morning was just one of them. I had so much on my agenda but the lure of my warm blanket and cuddly pillow won and I stayed in bed for an extra half hour leaving em a little short of time and not very creative this morning.
The owl in me knows that will be different tonight, but right now wish I was a lark and could enjoy the time of day just after dawn and before the real day starts. But as an owl I will swivel my head, open one eye an face the day with a tired “hoo” and hope that Woody Allen was right:
There are two types of people in this world, good and bad. The good sleep better, but the bad to enjoy the waking hours much more
i feel the same. especially now that i work. because then sleep eats into your personal time and all your life becomes about work
I know … why work and sleep, why not just play?
I, too, am a late night person but often struggle with mornings, especially one like this one that is chill and gray.
this morning a thick sheet of ice clung to my bedroom window … would have been the perfect day to stay in bed longer
I’m an early riser and do my best in the a.m. Loved that Woody Allen quote!
well I envy you, I am the other way round and the world often doesn’t like it
This morning was bad for me, too. But of course, as luck would have it, just when I gave myself permission to set my alarm an hour later and skip my early morning workout (which I rarely do), the light from my phone alarm made me wide awake after I changed it. But that’s just as well. Now my exercise is done.
you are too good … need to do that more (hanging my head in shame)
After so many years, it’s just force of habit now.
still trying to make it a habit … so not me