Morning Person

I must've gotten it from my mother. I have very few memories of her "sleeping in"...at least, not the kind of sleeping in you or I might associate with the words. No, she was always up cooking or cleaning. Sometimes, by the time I got up, she would have been awake and busy long enough to need a nap. It used to astound me. It's Saturday...who needs to be up by six on a Saturday?!

Obviously, I now need to be up at six on a Saturday. 
 

Maybe 'need' is a bad choice of word (although sometimes I really do need to be up to put things in the crockpot, or let an angry cat in or outside)...but there is definitely a pull for me to slide out of bed and make my way upstairs every morning to open up all the curtains and see what I can see.I like to drink a cup of coffee by the windowsill and plan my day. I like to do some yoga with my cats and meditate on the things that are making me worry. I like to make breakfast food akin to what you see above (I sent this picture to my dad the first time I made them. His response? "Come home and make some for me!").

Waking up early gets me better prepared to face the day. 

There is a downside, however.

By 7pm, I've usually got my hair in a bun and my sweatpants on. Not so bad, you say? Try being a 21 year old in a college town with friends who are ready to go out:) "Next weekend, guys, I promise. There is a really good episode of Top Gear on tonight!"

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Anyway, that's a little bit about me for now. Sorry it took so long to get this post out. Honestly, I have been really really busy lately. School, and now a job with lots of hours, and, of course, my cats. They need attention,  too. But the quarter is almost over and I'm finally putting together a good schedule for everything else. So look for more frequent posts. I think next time I'll have a little surprise!

Love,

Zoey