I am a pretty early riser. My advice is to prep as much as you can the night before - books, purse, outfit (down to the shoes), coffee pot. If some of this will require multiple trips to the car (like every day of my life) then get some of it in there the night before. Also - a little aromatherapy in the form of a really great bath/shower gel helps too!
So weird about your BF. Isn't he going to ask about the changed vibe at some point??? I say that knowing that H hasn't said anything at all about sex since October & he only mentioned it in passing then.
Thx fearless! The head of my bed is right up against an east-facing window, but alas, at 6:00 am, even the sun is still asleep. I've thought about one of those clocks that has a big light on it that wakes you up to simulated sunlight. I've always hated waking up to an alarm, and in fact, I can usually tell myself when I go to sleep what time I want to wake up. The teacher of this class is brilliant, so at least I will be looking forward to it!
I'll be waking up at what my bf's daughter calls "the butt crack of dawn." What I need are tips for early rising, to make it tolerable, efficient, manageable. I usually don't even open my eyes until 8:30 am, even on "work" days. There are probably plenty of you who have to get up early or LIKE getting up early, so please share suggestions, wisdom, advice, encouragement, etc.
You can always borrow my kids!!! NOBODY sleeps past 6:30 at our house....the girls make sure of it
Don't just do it on the days that you have to be to class. Make it a routine...cup of coffee, newspaper and watch the sunrise. And how bout some of that poetry
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Go down to Home Depot and buy a small piece of fiberglass insulation {The pink panther stuff}...Tear off a chunck of that and add it to the dryer the next time you wash them new sheets. You'll be itching to get out of bed early {Cruel, cruel college prank that IC will probably go straight to Hell for pulling}
I get up at 5am almost every weekday. Sometimes, I don't get to bed until after 11am. Here's some of the things that help me: 1. The knowledge that, if I don't get moving, a dog may pee on the floor. 2. Coffee. On a timer. 3. Unwavering sense of duty and sacrifice for others. 4. NPR. 5. A full bladder. 6. Amphetamines. 7. Explosive flatulence.
You're so right, IC, that I should get up at the same time every day... but I LOVE sleeping late. Usually one of my dogs starts pawing at me around 7:00 am, so I tell her to go back to sleep. Half an hour later she's at it again, and will not take no for an answer. So I get into the wheelchair and wheel to the door and let both doggies out and go back to bed! If it's a day I have to go to my client, I'll stay up, but if it's a day like today when I don't... I may sleep until 9:30 or even later. I've never been one for sleeping really late; in my FOO staying up too late was EVIL and sleeping too late was likewise EVIL. I've learned to enjoy slacker ways from my bf, and sometimes it just feels so good to burrow down into the covers when the rest of the world has to get up and go to work.
That fiberglass thing-- YIKES! Now THAT'S evil! How are you doing today?
hairdog, you meant 11 PM, right? Unless you're really living in New Zealand or on the other side of the international date line or something.
1. Usually my cat Barney has already made his statement in that regard. The doggies have sometimes been in for over 12 hours and not peed. (GOOD doggies!)
2. Coffee is good. I have a pot with a timer.
3. Alas, Mr. Type 6, I missed out on that one... actually, that's not quite true. I am utterly reliable. When someone (stig or blackfoot) was talking about women who do not show up/do what they say they are going to do, that emphatically does not apply to me. I'm reliable to a fault.
4. NPR-- absolutely! I love NPR! How does Nina Totenberg get those Supreme Court dicussions word-for-word? Does she take shorthand or something? Surely they don't let her tape them. She does such a wonderful job of presenting her reports.
That fiberglass thing-- YIKES! Now THAT'S evil! How are you doing today?
Yea, Not one of my finest moments....but damn it sure was funny
I'm doing ok Lil. I'm not dead yet so that's a plus They jacked me up with a bunch of antibiotics and booted me out the door. Some strict orders for the weekend and a return visit for Monday to see how things are going. I got home a little before the rest of the family got here....everybody is sleeping now and I'm bored...so here I am
BTW, you ARE evil for sleeping so late. What other slacker ways are you going to learn from your Xbf? Emotional distance? Passive aggressive television addiction? Mother worship? Chronic underemployment? Mustache grooming? Explosive flatulence?
Oh, and Nina Totenberg probably gets her word-for-word Supreme Court discussions from the same place anyone can get them: the Supreme Court website, which publishes them the same day they occur.
Aw rats on the Nina T. thing... here I've been so impressed with her photographic memory and/or shorthand skills. Dang. I guess next you're going to tell me there's no Santa Claus, no Easter Bunny, and no Mr. Right for me. And that this night is the SAME as all other nights.
Emotional distance? No. Passive aggressive television addiction? Only to Gordon Ramsey's Kitchen Nightmares and reruns of Will & Grace. Mother worship? Definitely not, although we do talk on the phone from time to time. Chronic underemployment? Definitely YES! I do not want to be employed (gainfully) to my full potential. Yikes! Mustache grooming? Only when necessary. Explosive flatulence? Girls aren't allowed to do this. Didn't you see that episode of Sex and the City? We learn extreme muscular control at a very early age.
During my VERY brief brush with hydrocodone addiction, I experienced the pleasure... no: the JOY that comes from being a complete, brain-fogged, slug-a-bed, drooling, TV-watching, kumbaya, ex-flower-child slacker. It was a very happy time. Until I stopped taking it and the muscle twitching, brain zaps, and diarrhea set in. Sigh.
We can learn a lot from the slackers. Aren't you getting that idea from the Buddhist stuff you've been reading?
The head of my bed is right up against an east-facing window, but alas, at 6:00 am, even the sun is still asleep. I've thought about one of those clocks that has a big light on it that wakes you up to simulated sunlight. I've always hated waking up to an alarm, and in fact, I can usually tell myself when I go to sleep what time I want to wake up. The teacher of this class is brilliant, so at least I will be looking forward to it!
