MBMBC Day 6: It's a Nice Day to Start Again

Hey little sister what have you done?
Hey little sister who's the only one?
I've been away for so long
I've been away for so long
I let you go for so long

It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again.

The picture of the clock just so happens to be the one that sits on my nightstand. The 5:49 just so happens to AM. Morning. Manana. Souchou. I don't do mornings. In fact, I believe that am a vampire and not just because it is the trendy thing to be at the moment. When I was a therapist I had to stop scheduling 8:00am appointments because apparently "uh, I need more coffee," is NOT an appropriate empathic response. Yeah, that bad.

The last time I was up at 5:49 in the morning it was only to silence these shrill shrieks that would only stop and let me go back to bed if I provided a clean diaper or a boob. Thank goodness diaper changing and nursing do not require wakefulness and can be accomplished quite nicely in one's sleep.  I hate to think what would have happened to my children otherwise.

But this morning I got out of bed at oh-dark-thirty and hit a 6:00am bootcamp class. Yeah, it sucked. The donut shop right next door mocked me the entire time. Thanks for that, Universe.

Billy Idol is right, "it's a nice day to start again." But does it have to start so freaking early??