I'm trying once again to be a morning person. This is the part where everyone who has ever lived with me or knows me well can start laughing. It's okay, I'm laughing too. I've tried and failed at this so many times that I'm not even sure why I'm trying again.
All summer, the kids have been getting up early. Mr. Mordecai is already up, and they go pester him while I laze in bed. It's not very nice of me to throw all that burden on him first thing in the morning. Also, school is starting soon, and I have noticed that I am the key to the way our mornings go. If I'm late, everyone is. If I'm on time, we have a much better chance of being on time, cheerful, and productive.
But my morning self is so terrible, so grumpy. All it cares about is staying in bed five minutes longer. My morning self turns off the alarm clock in its half-sleep; it rolls over and groans at people who try to get it out of bed; it doesn't care about what's going on in the rest of the house: in short, it is selfish. It cares only about itself, and I like to think of this morning person as a person separate from the person I usually am. But it is a part of me, as much as I hate to admit ownership of it, and I suppose I need to conquer it.
I am trying. I have gotten up more or less on time for the last few mornings. I have made breakfast for my family (we subsisted on cereal all summer). I am trying to be at least civil, since I can't manage cheerful.
What tips do you have for mornings? I need all the help I can get.