I am not a morning person like a turtle is not an Olympic Medalist in the 100-meter dash. So I’ve compiled a little list of the reasons why I am not a morning person.
10. I’m a night owl. (Hoo Hoo!) This, by default, makes it impossible for me to be a morning person.
9. The sun is just too chipper in the morning, what with all it’s bright little rays dancing across the sky waking everything up.
8. Birds are also happy in the morning. The one outside my window sings its little heart out, even though it has the most ugly squawk ever. I’m ready to find something to throw at it. (more…)
Considering the horrors I endured that fateful evening, it should have been a dark and stormy night. But it wasn’t. It was a fall night like any other. I found myself engrossed in the plot of a good book until I realized how late it had gotten. I snapped the book shut, flicked off my reading light, and quickly did the mental math as I rolled over, calculating how many precious hours of sleep I could get if I fell asleep instantly.
Laying my right side, I snuggled down deep into my covers, pulling the blankets up around my face. I made every effort to become motionless, beckoning sleep to hurry to my heavy eyelids. And of course when you are trying not to move, that’s when a need arises; I felt a little ticklish itch in my left ear. Finally conceding that I would not sleep until I satisfied the itch, I responded to it with a quick twist of my pinky finger just inside my ear. Confident that this would solve the problem, I resumed my motionless wait for sleep to arrive.
But the itch didn’t go away.
I scratched again. (more…)