Waking up Early

   Waking up early is not something that has been part of my life, in fact I've fought it tooth and nail every morning. It was a preposterous idea to get out of bed before it was absolutely necessary. The bed is so cozy with the down comforter and so many pillows, enough pillows for between the knees and pillows for snuggling like it's Zach, even enough for the pillow over the head to please keep the morning light at bay.
   But lately, I've been waking early and a couple of times, after lying in the coziness pretending to sleep, I got up. I made coffee first instead of showering. I drank coffee before showering! I leisurely walked the Hoov, and I made myself a nice breakfast. Today at 7:07 a.m., I blog and have 2 cups of coffee. Shop opens at 9. I will be ready and greet my people without having been rushed, without an unfinished breakfast, properly caffeinated and with a good attitude. Good morning!!
   Literally, good morning! I guess it's taken me nearly 50 years to figure this out. Maybe it's the aging process that has gotten me here, like all the hot flashes that wake me, and the need for less sleep. Thanks aging process! You've given me the gift of good mornings!