So today I woke up at – wait for it – the first alarm!
6:00am, people! This might be late for those of you who go to work in the
mornings, but I previously had streamlined my morning activities to be getting
up at 6:30 and out the door by 6:45. Unfortunately, this was before I started
actually taking care of my skin, wearing a reasonable amount of makeup, and
most importantly – before kindergarten.
My alarm goes off at 6:00am, but I am conditioned to not hear
it – C wakes up and gets up, crosses the room, hits the snooze and comes back
to bed. Two or three times, actually. (we found when then alarm was next to us,
we turned it off in our sleep). I either get up at 6:18 or 6:27, rush around
and do what I can. There’s often a lot of yelling as I’m trying to get Spencer
to get his butt out of bed. I don’t have to get them ready – C will do that
since he works from home most of the week and always takes them to school, but
I want them started.
Since school started, I have been late 4/5 times a week,
which obviously needs to stop before they make me change my schedule (ahem,
again). Yesterday I got up at my usual time but I forewent my makeup routine
and instead threw on some clothes and made breakfast for the boys. They were so
pleasant that I decided I needed to actually get up earlier so I could get
myself ready before making breakfast and having sweet boys instead of sullen
and irritated slow-to-get-up children.
And it worked! I’m sure it won’t tomorrow, but today was
beautiful. I rose at 6:00am on the dot. I leisurely did my makeup and decided
what to wear (I have a meeting so I needed to dress nicely but of my black skirts I
have one that’s a size 6 and one that’s a size 16. I am somewhere in the
middle. Gray pants it is! My beautiful Calvin Klein blouse I paid too much
money for but love love love! Done!) C got up (6:18) and took a shower and I
got the kids dressed (while explaining to Spencer that while his uniform
clothes are mix and match, if he wears the navy top with the navy bottom he
will look like the janitor).
I made breakfast for them – Spencer is obsessed with Dunkin
Donuts egg and cheese wraps, so his favorite breakfast for me to make him is an
egg and cheese tortilla, and I gave them Greek yogurt and banana with it. Henry
doesn’t eat eggs so he got cranberry walnut bread. I packed some breakfast for
myself and left exactly on time, kissing all my boys and out the door. It really was a loverly morning.
Exactly on time. You know what that means though, right?
First I forgot my phone. I was in my neighborhood still, so
I doubled back and picked it up. No problem.
Then there was a pedestrian hit on my route to work. A shoe
and a backpack in the road, a damaged car, unknown status of the pedestrian and
cars as far as the eye can see.
Yeah, didn’t make it on time.
2 comments:
We'd been doing so well lately (thanks to my husband messing with a couple of the clocks and setting them 10 minutes early) that I have had to stop at McDonald's on the way to school to get a drink to kill 5 minutes so I don't have to check C into morning care for that 5 minute period of time. That has gone into several days of yelling "we're going to be late!" (including one day of actually BEING late and at least 2 mornings of "you have to RUN!" when I drop her off. Whoops. I'm sick and not sleeping well this week, so it's been particularly awful. Gotta get back to our original routine.
I'm nervous about the pedestrian.
I remember how much happier life became when we set our alarm 15 minutes earlier. It was WEIRD.
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