I've started a new habit. Well, its not a habit until you it 40 times or something. Anyway, I actually get out of bed when I wake up now instead of hitting the snoozebar or going back to sleep. It’s crazy, I know, but I get up at strangely early hours now and work out on my Cybex Arc cardio contraption.
This morning was one of my new gigs; I was up before 6 AM. Really, I was awake because my daughter woke me up at 5 something to tell me her leg was
itching. I scratched her shin and all was well. She’s been sleeping in a tent in her room for the past two weeks, so she went back into her tent and I was hoping she’d go back to sleep.
Fast forward 30 minutes later. She comes downstairs with my wife, hand-in-hand. She has a complete look of disbelief and yells out to me - after I take
my earbuds out, “I thought you were in bed! I was trying to wake you up. I kissed your pillow! I am a morning ‘festibal’, and you guys are not, so when I wake up, I pop out of bed, I go to [the top of] the stairs, and I say, ‘Morning, I am going to kill you,’ and then I jump up…” and went on to add probably three or four more things. She’s four years old, watches perhaps a bit too much television, and unlike the rest of us in the house, is 100% a morning person.
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