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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