Downloading my Thoughts

The hour is late, almost midnight, but that seems to be the best time for me to have the house to myself, when everything is totally quiet except for the chirping of crickets outside and the hum of the air conditioning inside.

I'd certainly like to be an early to bed, early to rise kind of person. I imagine those people get oh so much done during the wee small hours before everyone else is up. I'd like to do that, too. It also seems more spiritual and less lazy to get up early. But then again, those early risers have their faults, too, like looking down on everyone else who doesn't get up at the crack of dawn like them. They know it's true, yes they do.

I read somewhere that you should be consistent with the time you get up in the morning, regardless of what time you went to bed. Doing so supposedly is good, somehow, for getting into good sleep habits that are good. Yay, I'm on the right track! I've been consistently getting up some time before lunch each day so far this summer.

(I heard somewhere many years ago that it's not proper to begin too many sentences with the pronoun I when writing a letter. I guess that could apply to blog posts, too. Oops.)

As of this past May, I've been out of high school for twenty years!! Holy mackerel!! This didn't just dawn on me, but the thought intruded in my brain again so I've banished it to this blog. I feel old. The stiff joints and achy feet when I first get up in the morning and have to do the old-lady-shuffle to get to the bathroom don't help my perception of my age one little bit.

Not at all.

It's after midnight now so I better get to bed. I'm done downloading my thoughts now.