Sunday, June 09, 2013
For 90% of my adult life, the minute the alarm went off, I had to jump out of bed and get going. And way too early.
After I became unemployed and with no children to take to school, I can get up when I want. On the days when I go to the gym, I get up around the same time pretty successfully. But there are a few days a week when what time I get up is immaterial. My errands can be done whenever, and those days are becoming a problem!! It is getting harder and harder to drag myself out of bed--it's just so cozy!
I have also come to the conclusion, that every time I decide that I will go for a walk in the morning the next day, I have a harder time getting up that morning, until it is just not really going to work for me to go out. Hah! Talk about passive-aggressive!