Song Playing: Holding On by VNV Nation
Hello! I am still alive! Class was intense but rewarding. I have returned, armed with enough CEU credits to choke a horse.
Hello newcomers! I hope you enjoy the madness here. I try to post helpful stuff about writing, but that doesn’t always work out. I have a feeling that today isn’t that day, considering my brain is still fuzzy from 32 hours worth of training in four days.
I went to a Qi Gong training seminar and it was exciting, exhausting, even life changing. Qi Gong is an exercise that focuses on controlling your breathing, and using slow movements to increase energy and flexibility. I feel awesome, but exhausted. So if the post doesn’t make any sense whatsoever today, I blame exhaustion.
Would you believe I went four entire days without even looking at the Internet? FOUR entire days, and I lived!
(I am aware that is actually a hamster. Thank you for your concern.)
I got home every night in time to eat something and crawl into bed, and then it was up at 6:30 the next morning. 6:30 in the morning. Let me explain something to you.
I am not a morning person.
This is a gross understatement. I do not regain the ability to talk until I am awake for at least an hour or so, longer if I had to get up early. So if you expect to communicate with me right after I wake up, be ready to translate grunts. Some of you might be complaining/rolling your eyes, thinking you have to get up earlier every morning, so what’s the big deal? I must be a huge whiner. My best friend Melissa is a nurse, and she had to get up at 5:30 every morning to be at work at 7. My fiancée has to get up at 5 in the morning. I know the world does in fact start before 8 in the morning. When I worked at a gas station, occasionally I pulled the opening shift, and we opened at 5 in the morning. Which meant I had be awake before 5 in the morning, when normally I worked the 4 to midnight shift. Lucky for me, I lived two minutes away, so I rolled out of bed, got dressed, and drove to the store all in about ten minutes.
BUUUT you forget I work the night shift (or afternoon, depending on your POV), and have for years and years. I don’t get off of work until 8 or 9 o’clock most nights, when most people are winding down for bed. I try to be in bed by 10:30 so I can get up at a decent hour (8 in the morning is a decent hour. 6:30 in the morning is an indecent hour). So I am not used to getting up that early, on top of not being a morning person anyway. I need time to wake up.
We commuted to the Atlanta World Congress Center where our training was held with three other therapists, one of them my sister in law, and another was a coworker/friend (she’s the same one who came over for Saint Paddy’s Day, for those of you who saw that post. If you haven’t, I suggest you check it out. It involves squirrel whispering.) The other therapist was a friend of my sister in law’s, but this was the first time I met her.
She was so amused at how different of a person I am in the morning versus during the day, after I wake up. In the car ride there, I stared out the window looking squinty eyed, and mumbling. Then the morning’s training would commerce, and by lunch time, I would be awake and bubbly It almost became a joke, and when I confused myself with directions (The Atlanta World Congress Center is a BIG place), they’d laugh it off and say, “It’s okay, it’s not 10:30 in the morning yet.” By the time we were ready to go home, I was bouncy from not socializing for hours.
This experience made me think about how other people view your habits. To me, it’s perfectly normal lie awake in bed for ten minutes or so before I get up for the day. I use the bathroom, get some iced tea (but not breakfast. I can’t eat as soon as I wake up), and check my email. It’s around this time I start waking up. Some people are wide awake the minute they open their eyes (my sister in law is a morning person. So are my dad and my little brother. Morning people don’t annoy me like they do some people. I like that they talk enough for the both of us. They just shouldn’t expect me to carry my end of the conversation.). Morning people are strange and should be studied by science.
I know this not getting up early thing will change when I have kids, but in the immortal words of Aragorn, that is not this day (by the way, MS Word recognizes “Aragorn” as a real word. How cool is that?).
There, everything you never wanted to know about some of my daily habits.
I have the day off today, in a serendipitous event where the training ended yesterday, and I usually have today off anyway, so I didn’t have to take extra time off of work. I am not really sure what I am going to do. I am beta reading a novel that I am excited about, so I imagine it will involve lots of loafing around and reading. I feel like I need to recharge my battery.
I am having some issues getting all my tax stuff taken care of, and that’s making me anxious since I only have two more weeks to get my taxes done, but hopefully I will get the rest of the information I need today. *crosses fingers*
What about you guys? Any morning people out there? Or do you know where I am coming from when I say I am nonverbal when I wake up?
(Once again, thanks goes to I can haz cheeseburger for the pictures)