Wednesday, September 18, 2013
It's been a rough start to my week. My doctor has me on two medications that make me very tired, so getting out of bed in the morning is something I have to push myself to do. Working second shift is something I enjoy, but that means it's easy to sleep in.
I took second shift so I could spend my mornings writing.
Once again, today I didn't get out of bed until 11am. In my defense I was up until 2 (I don't get home until 11:30pm). I used to be asleep by 12:30am and up by 8:30, which was perfect. My dog and cat just kind of looked at me like, 'There she is. Fast asleep.' I even went back to bed after talking with my mom at 10am
I haven't been that 'lazy' since college.
But I don't view it as laziness. It's a side effect that kicks into high gear during certain times of the month, if you catch my drift. As soon as I got up and had some coffee I thought 'Wow, what a waste of the morning.' Yet I know the worst thing I can do is be negative.
So here's to a fantastic day. May I be asleep by 1am and up by 9