The Deliciousness of Staying Up Late…

I am not a morning person… My high school sweetheart (aka Craigy my hubby) used to swing by my house in the morning so we could walk to school together… Often he would find me running around the house trying to find… Homework… My clothes (I was in my Jammies)… My brain… And once I was put together enough we would run out of the house.

A few times we got to the end of my street and Craig would say something like “do you know you’re running with deodorant in your hand?”  I’m telling ya… Mornings and I are not a productive combination.

That’s not to say I haven’t tried being a morning person… In fact lately (ok so for like the past week) I’ve been getting up before my kiddos to do a little workout… You know start my day right.  (Which requires going to bed at a sensible time).

But tonight I am making plans to sleep In tomorrow…  Because there is something delicious about being awake after everyone else.  There is an allure to burning the midnight oil… And knowing that tomorrow I am not on my own… That there will be another set of hands here to play Polly Pockets… Smooth over temper tantrums…another adult brain gets to take over 1/2 the thinking about what’s for lunch.

So I will read another chapter… Or 2… Or 5… And maybe make a snack… And relish my chance to stay up late.

Are you a morning person or a night owl?
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2 Responses to The Deliciousness of Staying Up Late…

  1. Anonymous says:

    I was always a night owl but for the last few years I just can't keep my eyes open past 10 pm. Love your blogs Sarah! Donna ❤

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  2. Anonymous says:

    I was always a night owl but for the last few years I just can't keep my eyes open past 10 pm. Love your blogs Sarah! Donna ❤

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