I have to say that mornings are difficult for me normally, so with this "dark night of my soul" looming on me in every way right now, it's been even harder to get out of bed. Cole has been a little trooper, and plays nicely in his crib until I come and rescue him. (aka we start the day) Now don't get me wrong I'm not sleeping all day, just a bit later that I want. I want to get up earlier that Cole and have a cup of coffee, maybe get a workout in, get some breakfast started, take a shower... you know those kinds of things-- not all of them every day though, I don't want to get up at 5, sheesh!
Caleb, Cole, and I went to McCall last week for a quick get away and we went to bed at 10. 10pm. Let me tell you, I don't remember the last time I went to bed at 10pm. Caleb's been on night shift now for months and it's hard to get to bed at a decent hour when I climb into bed alone, so 10pm is quite early.
This early bed time got me thinking about how much easier it would be to get out of bed early if I just went to bed early. I know, I know, that's a DUH. However, it's just hard to get into the habit of early to bed, early to rise. So, back to the title, I've been inspired, by my friend, Emily, who has two kids and is trying to do the same thing. I think if I do get up and get going everyday, it'll make me a little more productive and feel a little less, well, sad. I know the sadness isn't ever going to go away, however, maybe if I make a habit of getting up early, it'll help the depression a little bit.
Oh, on a side not, I got a hair cut, nothing too exciting, just a trim. I've been looking at pictures of me with long hair and I think I'm going to grow it out long again... wish me luck. I also think I'm going to dye it. Just have to wait for that pay check.
Thanks Kyle, for the idea of shaving it. I don't want to check out of life like Ms. Spears.