I think there is some truth in some people being alert in the morning (the larks) and others only coming to life in the evening (the owls).
Kippers Dickie says his early rising comes from his working days and even then he never minded it! Even when I did work flexi time and finishing earlier in the afternoon would have meant so much to me, I just couldn't do it. Left to myself, I don't naturally wake up until about 9.30.
I've always been an owl. I'd drag myself in to 9 or 10 o'clock classes at university. Of course in these days I had probably been up until about 1, 2 or 3 but even now, when I am not such an extreme owl, I just hate getting up before about 9. I have resented every day I have had to do this (except if it's for travelling on holiday or something but even then it is still really hard and I just want to crawl from bed to car, wrapped in blankets, and not do anything in between). I get phases where I see my working life stretch out ahead of me, with all these 7am rises, 5 days in 7, 48 weeks in 52, and get quite enraged about how inhumane it all seems. Then I sidetrack into an even bigger, angrier rail against having to spend too much of my time working.
When I get to work, I hardly feel able to face anything or anyone and have to keep puting things aside untl I feel I can face them. Well it's normal not to want to face all one's work, but my reason is often that it's just too early. I avoid people. I quite often want to "run things past" the boss but can't talk about anything too involved before about 12 so I don't go for days on end. Well I wouldn't be running them past him if they weren't a bit involved.
In principle, this getting up early lark is great - get things out of the way then you have the rest of the day to yourself, especially in summer when it's nice outside (???) but I just can't. I have to be satsfied with just the evening to myself, but now I'm working I can't stay up until 1, 2 or 3 so I'm in a lose-lose situation. Grrrr.
"....but the more you blog, the more you have to keep on blogging. I was afraid from the start that blogging might become a burden,"
ReplyDeleteI have found it quite the opposite.
Sitting on the tube every day for 30 minutes into London and 30 mins out, you get to see the same people doing just the same as you. You get chatting, and I didn't exactly make friends but it was social and passed the time.
I missed that when I retired.....so this 'chatting' via the blog/comments I find quite a nice way to communicate, without leaving the house (in fact on many mornings without changing from my pyjamas).
People with a busy schedule I suppose must find it difficult to find time to say much, but I'm sure this blogging can't be as bad as 'twittering' or 'facebook'.
I see what you mean. Train commuting is a world I've never inhabited. I can see how blogging fills that social gap. I think I'm not that social. Even with close friends I remain outside the circle.
ReplyDeleteI don't really know anything about Twitter and very little about Facebook. It seems that on Facebook you have have to join somebody's designated friends before you can talk which makes it less flexible. Is Facebook worse than blogging because people tend to send things to groups of friends, who all know whoo has had what and expect you to keep checking Facebook and replying to everything all the time? I like the "hop on, hop off" of blogging.
See, I don't have a gap for bloggiing to fill. I felt I had more than enough to fill my time before blogging came along so it's an extra on top of everything. So why do it? Well, 1. Kippers would miss me, and 2. it's a voice. The day I was prompted to begin the blog, I was extremely angry about something, but when I look back, neither the story nor the rage is there. What I must have done was fume, fume, fume and save the draft, mollifying it throughout the day until I felt it was fit for the public but it's so insipid and doesn't even say what the problem was. I've been angry again since then, and expressed it, but never so angry as that day that prompted me to vent it in the first place.
Anyway this is too long for a comment but it's my blog so I'll drone on if I want to!
Nothing worse than an owl trying to live like a lark! I'm with you on that one, it takes me at least an hour to wake up. One of my dogs is very much a morning person and between them, they get me up and out of the house. Good job they know our walk well, as they have to take me ha ha. Kath
ReplyDeleteGood on the animals. They are the best type of alarm clock.
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