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Becoming a Morning Person

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The title of this post alone is enough to make someone like me normally keep on scrolling. Morning person? Who me? NEVER!

In fact I’d laugh at the thought. My bed calls my name like no other. I love to sleep.

The warmth, soft cushy bed after a long day is nothing short of amazing to me. HOWEVER, I have discovered some really interesting benefits to prying myself up out of bed before anyone else. Here goes...

The Reset and Recharge

Mornings are absolutely peaceful. I love to sit with a fresh cup of coffee with nothing but the silence of the morning to keep me company. I sometimes will do a little bit of writing at this time or some reading but if either of these does not happen, the silence is enough.

Our minds are busy and stimulated constantly throughout each day and giving myself just a bit of silence works as a reset. I find that this has brought a charge to the day that I didn’t have before.

Normally I’d stumble out of bed taking every single last moment I could possibly get before I would absolutely HAVE to be up. The hour of hitting the snooze was never enough and it set the tone for the entire rest of the day.

I am in a better mood more regularly

So on that last note. When I feel rushed, I don’t get my coffee and I forget things,  I get GRUMPY. I know I am not alone in this because I have lived with my little sister for two years and we BOTH did this almost regularly.

I’d hear her hitting the snooze right after Id hit mine and our grumpy selves would meet at the coffee pot with scowls on our faces.

 Now that I expect to be up early, I go to bed early. Being up early doesn’t mean you lose sleep. I think that’s important to note here.

The trick is you just make the decision to be up a little earlier and if you’re anything like me, you go to bed earlier to get your 8 hours. Heck I’ll go to bed early to get nine, who’s counting anyway?

I get more done

After resetting myself for the day (coffee and silence) I find that I am more focused on what needs to be done for the rest of my time. Nothing is rushed because I am up so early that there are no appointments, schoolwork or even house work that needs my attention at this hour.

I am not frantically planning out any last minute things on a whim but taking a minute to think about my day and the important things  that need my attention.

I am more grateful

Now I have always pretty much been a grateful person. To me this would mean I reflect on what I have, and feel the feeling of gratitude for having whatever it is I am reflecting on. BUT, taking the time to live in a slower stride, like being up early, allows you to do things in a calmer manner.

When things are calmer my mind instantly goes to a place of gratitude as I make my way outside to feed the animals and arrive back inside to make my all important first cup of coffee.

I have less anxiety

Anxiety is about the most annoying of all human emotions to me. It is  basically a fathom in your mind that exists to torment you with anxious thoughts. These thoughts are most of the time running in the back of your mind while you try your very best to ignore them and carry on. I had no idea what the heck anxiety was when I was younger and thought I was an absolute FREAK when I would get it. 

I waited tables for a living when I noticed having it for the first time ever.  I remember when it would happen clearly. I’d walk over to a table and all of a sudden, a rush of nerves would come over me followed by words that at times came out scrambled or way too fast. I would want to run and hide under a rock.

It was unexplainable to me. I would think I had too much coffee or maybe a speech impediment that went undiagnosed. Here I am all these years later, knowing full well what this horrid creature of emotions is: ANXIETY! 

When you rush out of your house, not eat a proper breakfast and throw an outfit together you feel horrible, you are just about asking for anxiety. The feeling of being rushed causes your nerves to start up and the social aspect of feeling thrown together is enough to make me cringe. I loathe that feeling. But ask me how many times I have done this very thing to myself? COUNTLESS times!


As I write this, I notice the time. Its after 9 pm! Which for me these days is bedtime. I just thought I’d share this small change I made in a post because I think it’s worth mentioning. Sometimes the small changes are the ones that have the most impact on our lives..

And yes, I know somethings are easier said than done. But let me end this with a cliche and the honest truth, if my 9 hour loving, snooze hitting addicted tired self can do it, so can you!

Here’s to living your very best life,


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