I’ve always been an early riser.
When the birds are up I’m up, and there’s nothing more satisfying than basking in a full 60 minutes to myself before the rest of the house rolls out of bed and asks me for breakfast… and socks.
Morning’s are when I get to create!
In fact, I learned something interesting about myself; if I don’t allow myself some ‘playtime’ in the morning regardless of how much work I have to do, or where I need to be, I’m totally cranky for the rest of the day until I get it out of my system. I’m like a pressure cooker.
It could be as simple as writing a few pages in my notebook (I do this every morning, religiously), making a batch of sourdough, or even lighting a darn candle while stirring my oatmeal.
It’s still dark at 6 AM, you know.