I discovered something this past Saturday – I can get out of bed in the morning. Ok, I already knew that, but it was the way I got out of bed.
All week long I felt tired and waking up was a chore. I blamed it on the colder weather and darker mornings. They probably didn’t help, but they can’t take all the blame. I would lie there, hoping that if I just stayed in bed long enough time would go backwards giving me 5 more hours of life-inducing sleep. That never happened. What did happen was that I would get up late, rush to get ready and become mad at myself for lying in bed so long.