Wakey Wakey

I used to almost bound out of bed.

Bring on the morning!

Let's get this day started!

I was super chatty and honestly Michael had to be wishing he had a remote so he could mute me at times.

I used to get up at 4:30, get things done around the house and start work at 6 a.m.

Enter midlife.

My mornings are now in s-l-o-w  m-o-t-i-o-n.

No longer do I bound out of bed.  I wake up, look at the clock, and go back to sleep.

"Bring on the morning" is now "bring on a few more minutes of sleep."

"Let's get this day started" is now "let's wait a while longer to get this day started."

Super chatty?  Nope.  My brain now seems to need time to be able to put a complete sentence together. Michael is the same way in the morning so I think he really enjoys this  change.  I am no longer throwing questions at him left and right.

And start work at 6 a.m.? I am often still SLEEPING at 6 a.m.

I think midlife is a transition period for women in many ways.  Obviously there are all of the physical things that go on, but I also think it is Mother Nature's way of easing me toward retirement.  I think I am practicing for sleeping in when I no longer have to be up for work.  At least I'm trying to find a positive in this and for the moment that is it.

Unfortunately,  Mother Nature doesn't seem to realize I have 10-14 years before I can retire.

This could be a very long training period.

And a very foggy one.