Getting up/getting it together in the morning (…or at all…) is not one of my strong suits. In the past, this has worked out in my favor, because my old job had a start time of 11 in the morning. And even though I had grand plans for those mornings, all I’d really do is sleep until 10:15, rub the fatigue and dread from my eyes, and roll into work with an iced coffee and a giant chip on my shoulder. Suuuuucccchhhh a pleasant existence! Basically my work M.O. was “Get through it” and I found it impossible to do anything with my mornings except survive them.
But now at this new job, I have to be at work, like a normal person, at 9 am, and shockingly, I’m enjoying it! Waking up before 8:00 is not something I ever thought would be possible for me, and now everyday, that alarm goes off and I am up! I think it’s helped that I have no choice but to add structure to my mornings now–there’s no time to lallygag in bed, no time to aimlessly scroll through Instagram. When the alarm goes off, I’m off to the races, with 25 minutes to get myself together and out the door.
Now that may not seem like a ton of time, but it’s just enough to perfectly block out five minutes for this and five minutes for that. And now that I’m traveling during prime commuting times, every second counts! This new ticking-time-clock-commute has done wonders for my morning routine, and that enormous shoulder chip has blessedly disappeared. My next morning goal will be to actually wake up before my alarm…but one day at a time!
What’s My Age: Unidentified, because this is the first time in my life I’ve willingly and uncomplainingly risen at this morning hour.