Today's NaBloPoMo prompt asks if I am a morning person or a night owl.
Ha! If you've read this blog more than five minutes then you know that I am the biggest night owl that there ever was.
I didn't intend for it to be that way. I'd love to be able to be the kind of person that pops out of bed early and gets a ton of stuff done before noon. Not. Happening. I thought that having kids would turn me into more of a morning person. Not. True. If anything, I've become more of a night dweller. Do you know why? The hour or so after everyone is in bed is the quietest hour of the day. I can watch re-runs of The Big Bang Theory and knit to my heart's content. And it gets later and later....and I keep going despite being tired because my "me time" ends when I go to bed. Sunday nights are especially bad for this. Even when I have good intentions of going to bed early, I think of fifteen more things to do in the walk from the living room to the bedroom. I think that just comes from being a Mom, though.
One good thing is that I appear to be raising two boys that are destined to be night owls. Especially the younger one....he gives me a run for my money every morning in the pokey department!