Mornings

I am not a morning person.

There, I've said it. If there is any way that I would have to wake up before 9am, don't count on me to be happy about it.

I've tried to change this in many ways...music, sleeping a little later, getting up a little earlier, waking up earlier, stretching, taking a shower, praying...you name it, I've probably tried it. No matter what I seem to do, I constantly feel agitated and cranky.

Take this morning, for example. I woke up (sick) and the first thing that happens upon getting out of bed? I trip and almost smash my face into the corner of our dresser. Nice. Then, upon going back into the bedroom, I almost stub my toe on the ottoman at the foot of the bed. And, to top it all off, when I was driving to work my breakfast slid off of the seat and down in between the passenger seat and door. Lovely. I managed to salvage it, but mornings are clearly not my friends.

Please, someone tell me that you are not a morning person either?!