Nothing gives me greater satisfaction than rising up early. I keep wondering why I do not find the discipline to do it every day.
This morning, I woke and fought the strong urge to count the number of hours I’ve slept and the even stronger urge to get back to bed. Grabbed my Bible and Our Daily Journal, said a short prayer, and greeted my mother-in-law on her birthday.
My youngest Little One woke up as I got down to start eating breakfast. I am thankful that we have help; they take charge of cooking and cleaning most of the time. It was fun chatting with the Little One about nothing in particular – laughing over sneezes and funny words like “Komodo… sacrifice!” (Long story; think – cartoons and speaking cows [Hint: Back in the Barnyard]).
I told our help that I meant to leave early before noon and therefore am planning to eat lunch early. Keeping the communication lines open does wonders to my sanity. I know it will help me not to be running late for work, therefore, make my day remarkably less stressful.
I then spent… I don’t know, maybe half an hour or so watering the plants and trimming a few bushes. Pulled out a handful of ugly-looking weeds. Glad I caught them early. Just a few weeks from now and they’d have grown nasty thorns, making them much harder to pull out. Which, I guess, speaks a lot about life in general. See some “weeds” you don’t like in your life? This early, PULL THEM OUT!
Had to fight the very strong urge to spend more time cutting some grass. Doctor’s orders. No stooping over to avoid increasing my intracranial pressure and spare myself the torture of a really bad headache (which usually drags on for days… really).
I know I’ve been fighting a lot of urges lately. But this is all balanced out by giving in to some pleasant instincts – like rising up early. My mantra is still “Let it go”. Works wonders for my health and sanity. I end up with a happier household and a happier me.
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