What gets you out of bed? Why do you do the things you do? What gives you drive? I have never considered that I had a choice. I get out of bed, I make it and start my day. Unless I am sick and just can’t. It has never crossed my mind that I could hang out there all day, nor do I want to. I may go directly to the couch, but lay in bed for an extended period of time? No. Even as a teen, nope. Why? Well if my eyes are open, my brain turns on and the checklists start. Early bird, gets the worm. I can get so much done early! If my eyes are open, I am not tired.
Why do we want to get up? Right now the mornings are dark and it is starting to get cold, sounds glum. There must be some inner force that beckons to you. For years there may have been young kids and it was necessary. Nothing like a walk full of young art work, or a failed attempt of poured cereal. I woke up once to a trail of shampoo and another time, the baby covered in diaper cream. My oldest always beat me out of bed. One morning she came in the bedroom with the longest knife I didn’t even know we owned. She was walking very slow and careful the knife straight up. She was calling for her dad, it woke us up. She then pulled an orange from behind her back and asked if he could peel her orange!
I like my days, night is for sleeping. I like silence in the morning. I like my coffee. I enjoy my job, on weekends I enjoy my family and free time. My head hits the pillow, I am asleep. I have always been an early riser, if I try to sleep, I just toss and turn. I just wonder what it is that gets you up?
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