The Forces of Morning
Aug. 21st, 2008 12:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Being dragged violently against my will from the darkly depths of nocturnal slumber, the ominously thick raincloud of morning doom loomed over my head as I climbed out of bed. With my vision clouded by a swarm of hornets cleverly disguised as daylight, I donned my robe and stumbled down the perilously treacherous stairs, while the sharp and jagged slivers of daylight stabbed their way through the windows.
Sitting serenely and peacefully in the back parlor, my husband (aka The Morning Person) sang Disney tunes accompanied by the friendly animated pets of the forest. To his left, a happy and smiling deer stood, singing merrily, and harmonizing in a rich tenor. Over his head, blue birds of paradise gently flew, carrying garlands and banners bearing happy, happy, HAPPY messages of Good Morning in the many languages of the world. While the stormcloud above my head continued to drench me in the cold and harshly wet reality of morningness, my husband wished me a good morning. Of course, as the animated wish of happiness came out of his mouth, it grew and grew and grew until, hitting me smack dab full in the face, the larger than life message knocked me back until my head smacked against the floor. Dizzily opening my eyes, little miniature bluebirds circled around my head in an animated, “Good MORNING! Good MORNING! Good MORNING!” only to end with the quick draw of a gun, a little smoke, and a few burned blue feathers floating wispily in the air.
OK, maybe this isn’t REALLY how my morning began – but that is how it feels sometimes. I truly wish that I could be a morning person. If I could adjust an internal dial, I would gladly do so. But unfortunately, life just doesn’t work that way. My body WANTS to stay awake until around 2:00, and sleep until around 10:00. And because the corporate world seems to have bowed down to the completely unoriginal schedule of a farmer, I have to somehow make it work. BLECH!
What makes a person either a night owl or a morning person? Is it inherited? Is it learned? Nature, or nurture?
I remember as early as the First Grade, our teacher made a point one day of asking us each how much sleep we get the night before, specifically asking those kids who looked like they had dark circles under their eyes, betraying a restless night. When one of the kids pointed out that I had dark circles, my teacher commented, “No, Joe is ok. He always has dark circles under his eyes in the morning no matter how much sleep he has had.” And thus, with one innocent comment, I was declared exempt from morning-functionality.
Are you a morning person, or is morning something horrible that just happens to you?
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Date: 2008-08-21 08:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-21 08:11 pm (UTC)My ONLY saving grace is that I work from home and only need to slog my way down the hall to get to work.
Still. Way. TOO. EARLY.
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Date: 2008-08-21 08:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-21 08:09 pm (UTC)I don't need caffeine to get going.
I'm chipper and chirpy and I sing.
OK, mostly Scottish ballads in a minor key, where everyone dies in the end, but still, I'm singing.
My dad was a morning person. My mum wasn't.
I don't know if it's nature or nurture.
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Date: 2008-08-21 08:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-21 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-22 12:41 pm (UTC);-)
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Date: 2008-08-22 02:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-21 08:32 pm (UTC)Can be an issue at times. We both like to wake each other up for sex. After that initial urge to punch someone, the sex can be quite good.
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Date: 2008-08-22 12:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-21 08:39 pm (UTC)And if you need your coffee at 11am instead, I'll come back and brew a fresh pot for you then. Just ask my house- and camp-mates. I'll keep the singing blue birds safely out of your way. They can trill in my ears instead. *grin*
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Date: 2008-08-22 12:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-22 03:55 pm (UTC)I fight it.
Date: 2008-08-21 09:56 pm (UTC)What I mean is, I naturally wake with the sun. I don't want to get up but my body insists. I do my best thinking in the morning - after 1 or 2 pm is not my best working hours. But I'm not cheerful or chipper about it. Once I'm up I appreciate the calm and quiet of the morning hours, but I hate that I can't sleep in. In fact, I can't sleep at all if the sun is up.
And, unless chemical intervention is attempted I will happily fall asleep by 10pm. Which is why I can't make it through most media in the evenings. Watch a movie on the couch? Great - I'll be asleep within a quarter of an hour...
Starting work at 8 AM is NOT a farmer's schedule
Date: 2008-08-22 03:08 am (UTC)My father was raised on a farm, was career USAF, and was a morning person. Both he and the dairyman uncle thought that waking up between 6 and 7 was heavenly leisure, LOL.
Morning sex goooood. Yes, that has been an issue in my past as well as I am NOT a night owl. In case you can't tell from the above.
Joe's mornings
Date: 2008-08-23 08:35 pm (UTC)You however have always been nocturnal. You'd regularly come home from school, take a nap and then begin homework at 8 pm. Heriditary, or dna, or just you.
Or is it, your nephew, who shares so many of your traits doesn't do mornings either.
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