The old - I hated mornings, liked afternoons and loved evenings - then nights came.
Now - I love mornings, start to worry in the afternoon, struggle with the evenings, then breathe a sigh of relief in the night!
It has taken me a while to take notice as to how much I have to change how to live my life.
I would wake up hungover, feeling like garbage and slowly felt better thru the day, until the evening came and I could start the game all over again. Going to bed, not remembering much, waking up thristy and wondering what I did or didn't do before crashing out!
Now I wake up happy, sing on my way to work, then start the battle in my head (the bad voice with all the reasons to stop at the store and the good voice telling me not to stop) - when I get home, putting myself on house arrest until the witching hour and then running to bed delighted that I beat "it" for another day.
Been thinking about this today and just had to share!
Happy Hump day!
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