Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Winter is not my friend



Being a serious night owl, I am not naturally inclined to leap jovially from my bed and welcome each new day with a stretch and a happy smile, so you can imagine how much I enjoy these dark, cold winter mornings.  I have thus taken to setting my alarm for about half an hour before I am due to get up so that I can hit the snooze button several times and enjoy 5 more minutes, 5 more minutes and yet another 5 minutes of warm snuggliness and dozy cat naps.  Rather silly really, as I’m sure it would be far more productive to just tuck, roll and leopard crawl my way into a steaming hot shower, thus reducing the daily morning routine torture. I am entirely grateful that my hubby IS a morning person, so has taken on the duty of rousing the boys and getting them going with breakfast and lunchbox preparations. It is also a blessing in disguise that I am now considered old by youthful standards, so nobody bats an eyelid when they witness the wreck of the Hesperus donned in mismatched track pants and hastily zipped up jacket complete with dodgy bed head hairdoo, racing furiously down the road towards the High School with three well dressed, albeit blurry eyed teenagers in tow.  

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