Morning Glory

Anyone who is:

  • A past roommate of mine;
  • A member of my immediate family;
  • A former overnight guest;
  • A former overnight host;

Will all tell you that I am NOT a morning person.  Unlike The Mistah who hears the first beeps of the alarm and bounds of out bed ready to start the day, I slap not one, but two alarms, several times each and every morning.  I protest and struggle to raise my head from the pillow.  I try and bargain for just a few more minutes under the covers before I have to face the day.  Ultimately, the alarms win out and I grudgingly make the bed, unable to win a single minute more snugly burrowed beneath the covers I’ve managed to reclaim from The Mistah’s side of the bed.  So you could say that I’m not terribly ambitious in the mornings. Continue reading “Morning Glory”