I don’t like getting out of bed. Ever…
I particularly hate getting out of bed on week days because it generally signals that I have to go to work and I’d much rather be snuggled up until at least, say, 9am. OK, I lied; 10am. It’s not that I haven’t gone to bed early enough or that I’ve been awake all night; I am simply not a Morning Person. However, in order to get stuff done and, you know, not get fired, I have to make the effort, just like millions of other full time workers in the UK. It’s highly unlikely I could sustain my wine habit without a job, and that would, frankly, make me someone who wasn’t only not fun in the morning, but also pretty much at every other time of the day. These are my tips for moving your lazy ass out of bed in the a.m.
I want to preface this one by saying I’d like you to do as I say and not so much as I do. I am the Queen of Snooze. I will literally do *anything* to stay in bed for a few minutes more, even when this will inevitably result in me running around like a crazy person, getting stuck in the traffic that piles up at the college around the corner from my office, and make me even more cranky as I desperately try to get through town to my building.
I have found, however, that it needn’t be *quite* this stressful in the morning.
I have a husband who goes to work, well…in the middle of the night, as far as I can tell. This means I’m usually disturbed from my peaceful slumber by the weak strains of noise from an electric toothbrush being employed in the bathroom. What I *should* do is let the sound gently rouse me. What I *actually* do is swear a little bit and pull the duvet over my head. Waking naturally really does make me feel better during the day and, on the days when I do manage to convince myself it’s an acceptable practice to stick my leg out of bed before 7:30am (OK, so it’s 8:10am…) I always feel better for it. I get time to sort my head out, grab a coffee, actually choose clothes that match, and even water all my flowers and veggies before I jump in the car. If you’re a total sleepyhead, it is hard to do, but it’s also so worth it.
Part of me actually hates myself for writing this but, as much as it’s cliche, it’s also sadly true.
I’ve spent so many years struggling to sleep, that I would be reading, watching TV, scrolling through social media looking a dogs in human clothes and the like, just to help me stave off the hours I spent on my own with nothing much to do. I’ve slowly been able to stop myself from doing this and, although I always, always have a podcast or audiobook on when I lay down, I try to do this half an hour earlier than usual so that I give my brain a fighting chance of unwinding from whatever happened during the day. I always listen to true crime but understand that, for some people, this is more likely to keep you awake and have you sat bolt upright in bed, wide-eyed with fear and wondering where you left that baseball bat than actually getting any shut eye. Luckily, all the normal people on the internet write books and produce podcasts that have absolutely no tales of dismemberment in them and those are probably brilliant, too.