I Am One Of Those People

I don’t know where the metamorphosis began or what initiated the change. But…

It’s happening.

It has begun.

Yes, I am now becoming one of those people.

As I type this, it is barely 9 am. Here I sit. Blogging. My husband is still asleep in bed. I haven’t even gotten dressed for the day. And yet, here I sit.

I’m on the back patio with my feet propped up. (Please excuse my lack of proper patio furniture, I am cheap after all). My dog is on the runner, chewing a bone, the cat pouncing on his friends that I hope he won’t bring with him into the house.

I’ve already eaten my breakfast. A heaping helping of 80 cent name brand cereal. Thanks to Giant Eagle and coupons. A 25 cent Carmel latte still steams at my side.

I’m not sure when I decided I’d like to be one of those people. But I know the thougt had dawned on me multiple times. I obviously made no conscious effort to start on my own. I mean, I am 30 and at that midlife crisis point, but I didn’t go to bed one night and set my alarm and to do list up for the next morning and every morning after.

But I’m here.

Writing. Early in the morning. On our patio.

And I love it.

And I mean love, love. My eyes may be still sensitive. And my body may still have the funky smell of sleep lingering on me, mostly my breath. But the warmth of the sun on my skin fuels me. The curiosity in my cat’s eyes inspires me. And the caffeine will keep me awake.

I should do this more often.

But the thing is, I have been. The past week. My vacation posts are already scheduled. I’ve optimized and tweaked my blog. It’s a good feeling.

Next step on becoming one of those people? I’m not sure. Maybe I’ll add Spotify to the mix.

Do you have a writing routine that works for you? Or do you just write?