I love being a morning person.
I love the fact that I never snooze my alarm. Never struggle to wake up. Occasionally I stumble to the bathroom to shower with my eyes still predominantly closed, and yes, once or twice I have forgotten to take my towel with me, but on the whole, I am great in the mornings.
I love dancing it out in the kitchen, while waiting for the kettle to boil. I love breakfast. I love the ritual of standing over the hob, absent mindedly stirring a saucepan full of porridge while my tea brews, and singing to whatever Chris Evans happens to be playing that morning.
Yesterday, M and I were having breakfast together and I'd forgotten a spoon- so I ran from the table to the kitchen to grab one. She looked at me in shock, and mumbled "You're so quick in the mornings", before returning to her bowl of cereal. Safe to say, M isn't a morning person, and we've both had to learn to deal with this.
|From Deliciously Ella|
I love the idea of breakfast in bed, but I am never in bed long enough to be treated to this. One day, I'll stay put long enough and it will be amazing.
I am always one of the first into the office, choosing to arrive at, or just before, 8am- and I love that first hour more than any other hour in the day (even lunchtime). I love the quiet, and that I am productive and can get things done. I love the first cup of tea at my desk, sipped while I read emails and refine my list of things to do that day.
I'm a real creature of routine, and I follow the same morning ritual every day. I'm currently trying to get out of the habit of washing my hair every day, and it is completely throwing off my mornings. It's the most difficult things about it, I'm telling you now. If my morning routine is broken, I will most likely be a nightmare for a good few hours after.
The peace is my favourite thing about mornings. I find mornings where I'm the last up rather stressful. I hate the idea of being thought to be lazy. I am not a lazy person, so if everyone in the house beats me to the ground floor in the morning, it's sufficient to wrong-foot me for the rest of the day.
Mornings are my happy place.