Waking up Early…

I’m wondering why I have an hour longer before I have to be at work for my new job, but I’m getting up significantly earlier than I did for my previous job. What’s with that?

A  few things really.

1) I care enough about my new job to eat breakfast and present myself healthily and well in the mornings, so I’m not just rolling out of bed and taking off.

2) I don’t want to be late for the new job. I was always late for my previous job, but that was cool. I don’t yet know how flexible my schedule here is, so no chances taken.

3) It’s cool to be able to write a blog post before work.

4) I’m sleeping better because I don’t hate my job.

5) I’m being responsible and doing morning and evening devotions, and some Tai Chi / Qi Gung again. It feels good and is a great start to the day.

6) I Feel like it. Deal

So that explains why I’m up so early, but why on earth is George already up? I think he’s job searching, gotta love craigslist. But damn, he was up before I was. Elizabeth has to get on the train, so it makes sense for her to be leaving as I’m getting out of bed, but what the hell George, get some sleep!

Hmmmm… I sound a little scattered don’t I? Not enough Tai Chi I suppose. I can hear a school bus through the window, I hate that low rumble idle sound that buses make. The sun is rising, and there’s baby blue and baby pink speckles in the sky to the east. It’s kind of pretty, and kind of sickening at the same time. I prefer the deep orange glow of pre-dawn, and the twilight (duh) time before the light actually begins to spread through the sky.

Vivianne is on the prowl for something, sniffing the phone, walking across my desk and staring at the floor as though she is going to pounce on it. And there she goes, pouncing on the floor. She must see some mouse that I don’t. Well, okay, it’s time to put some clothes on and brush my hair so I can go to work and make some money. I’ll let you in on a secret. Money, it’s real nice to have around. Don’t tell anyone I told you.

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