I’ve heard it and you’ve heard it too. Maybe you believe it, maybe you don’t. I do believe it though.
We are creatures of habit.
(…I think the opening paragraph is too dramatic for this post’s purpose. Anyway.)
If you’re a friend (or family), you’d know that I absolutely hate waking up in the morning. In fact, I used to wake up late, somewhere between nine-thirty to ten-thirty. On some occasions, I’d still be in bed at eleven, too lazy to kick out the blanket and start the day. Especially when it’s winter.
I know, I do have the privilege to be waking up whenever I want.
But in these past few months, I’ve consistently got up at eight-thirty in the morning. You might think that it’s still late, but it’s actually quite an achievement for me.
I now wake up to make breakfast for the husband before he goes to work—basically taking out the homemade bread from the freezer and popping it in the microwave for thirty seconds. Then I prepare his lunch (shoving fork and spoon into his lunch bag) and bid him goodbye. Then I go onto my routine: checking the plants, watering the plants, making coffee, and having breakfast while reading the Bible myself.
Oh, I’m so proud of myself.
(If you’re a night owl, you’d understand.)
It took me two months of forcing myself to kick the blanket every morning before I automatically, and voluntarily, get up from the bed. I have to remind myself that my coffee machine is waiting, that once I wake up I’d be able to reward myself with a cup of homemade latte. It kinda works, but I find that the biggest motivation to wake up is to take care of the plants. (I’m not even joking.) The later I water them, the stronger the sunlight and the faster the evaporation rate (or so I read), which means the water would just be gone with the wind instead of getting absorbed by the roots.
I’m really super into gardening right now.
Aaaaanddd there’s the husband—who would happily go to work without having any kind of breakfast, as he did in his bachelor days.
My ultimate goal is to wake up at seven every morning. But winter is coming, so probably I’d do just that in a few months…
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