7:25 in the morning. Who in God's name decided that high school should start at 7:25 in the morning? Were these farmers that did this? Who? ARGH!!
Today is the dry run of the morning schedule that will be ours starting monday, the first day of Daniel's junior year of high school. I should be grateful for yet another chapter in our life, but all I can think about is that I need a shovel to remove the sleep from my eyes.
It is hard to believe that summer is just days from ending. I love the sanity of a summer schedule. Bryan's job required arrival at a polite 9:00 am which with getting ready, making the customary cappuccino plus commute, leaves enough time to sleep until 8:00. Typically with this schedule Daniel would get up whenever, and fend for himself for food, etc. while I settled into my normal morning work-at-home routine.
Shifting gears into the fall, back-to-school schedule, means setting the obnoxious alarm for 6:00 am which gives enough time to make tea and oatmeal, lunch and cappuccino (in the travel spill-proof sippy-cup) and get my boys out the door by 7:00 am Ugh!!
I am sure God never intended this.
Once upon a time I would have looked at this kind of mandatory rise-and-shine as some sort of discipline building opportunity. Jogging,(I tried that once for about two weeks) quiet time,(never really good at that as I am driven to distraction) and a number of other seemingly virtuous attempts at making good use of the morning hour were on the list. Now, years down the road, I just think that sleep is the best thing and that everything else that motivates one to get out of bed before the sun is overrated.
Maturity, or laziness, call it what you will.
Now having sufficiently whined about the early hour I must admit that there is a good side. So I implement my mother's time-tested pick me up of "counting your blessings". Here are a few:
1. Waking up my son receiving the gift of his sleepy smile and a cheerful "good morning". What a kid.
2. Making him breakfast and hearing his appreciative "thank you" as I leave the oatmeal on his bedroom table.
3. Snuggling back into bed with Bryan for five more minutes before he takes his turn in the shower. (It takes Daniel an hour to get ready and Bryan takes a mere 15 minutes)
4. Knowing that the cappuccino-to-go is one of my husband's pleasures in life.
5. Realizing that we all work together so well because kindness abounds in this family and that this ritual has a shelf-life that when expired I will genuinely miss regardless of how much sleep is lost.
What a beautiful morning.
Hope for tomorrow, as we get back into school routines,that is what I was hoping to see today."Realizing that we all work together so well because kindness abounds in this family and that this ritual has a shelf-life that when expired I will genuinely miss regardless of how much sleep is lost." Exhale, thanks.
Well, obviously, maturity has beaten out laziness if you're able to see those beautiful blessings from under the sleep crusties in your eyes. I feel for you (it took me a long time to accept that I was JUST NEVER GOING TO BE A MORNING PERSON) (As the quote goes, I never knew there were two ten o'clocks in one day) and I love your perspective.
i on the other hand have been waking up at the most inopportune times (4:30 a.m.) so i'm ready to go back to bed by the time the kids need woken up.
i do agree though that that is an insane time to start school. i thought 8:00 a.m. was bad!
good reminder to count our blessings though! gives us a much better perspective on life!