That McDonald's commercial that says something like There's no such thing as a morning person, blah, blah, blah (I'm paraphrasing) is one of my favorite commercials. They play it on the radio almost every morning, and it makes me feel slightly less guilty for having woken up like a grizzly bear that day...because odds are, I did.
There is nothing pleasant about waking up and realizing you're running late, and it puts even the most chipper person on edge. Take that feeling and multiply it by 50, and that is my attitude every morning. It is only slightly less so if I'm actually on time or it's a weekend and I have nowhere to be.
Recently, we became a one-car household. There are advantages to being a one-car household. Like, Michael and I spend more time together, and well, that's all I can think of currently. Thing is, I have never found the "right side of the bed," and since we've become a one-car household, I've noticed it more (because it has been pointed out more...like every time it happens...so, basically, every day).
Silas inherited the bulk of his personality from me. Most days, we both wake up mad at the world. When Michael left the house before us, my crappy attitude would take a backseat to Si's crappy attitude because I prefer happy Silas to grouchy Silas and would make myself play games and sing silly songs to cheer him up. Then on days when Si woke up in a good mood, it cheered me up instantly. No one was the wiser because no one was there to witness.
So, we co-existed beautifully in the mornings when it was just the two of us. Now, Michael is thrown in the mix, and he generally wakes up in a pleasant mood and gets Silas ready while I run around looking for matching shoes. So, I stay in a crappy mood until we're halfway to my job. Then I feel like I have to be extra cheerful to make up for the fact that I've been a complete b---- since I opened my eyes.
This morning was particularly bear-ish, and I found myself praying most of the way to work, "Dear God, please help me get this ridiculous attitude in check and stop oversleeping. In the alternative, please make us a two-car household once more."
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