The start of school has already had quite an impact on the whole
family. Kiddo now catches a bus at the same time I used to get up
in the morning, so now we're all getting up before the sun. And
because we're now up so early, Laurel and I go exercise once Kiddo
is driven away, which seems to make my morning much, much longer —
before I was going out to exercise following a morning meeting,
after having eased my way into morning with a cup of coffee and
a protein shake. Now my butt's in the chair instead of up above my
feet for that 20 minutes. By the way, my exercise numbers are (relatively)
off the chart (yay!).
Coffee is one piece of the puzzle that's sorta not quite
fitting yet. I make it first thing in the morning out of habit --
but since I want to get my protein shake in before going out to
exercise, coffee is sort of taking a back seat to breakfast...
I won't really drink it until I get back and start working.
Maybe I shouldn't even bother to make it until we get home from
exercising? Doesn't that defeat the point?
Clearly, the new schedule is impacting our evening time too.
I fear my days of staying up until the 11 o'clock hour are gone —
at least during the week. I'm adjusting, I think, because by early
afternoon I'm due for a nap... and last night by 9:30 I just
couldn't keep my eyes open anymore.
Happily, kiddo is loving the new school. She's already
made new friends and was asked by THREE BOYS to go, eh, "go
steady." (The phrase around my school at that age was to "go with"
somebody. She's getting asked "Are you single?" "Do you want a
boyfriend?"). This, by day TWO of classes. (Unrelated: Someone
should start a business renting out impressive yet inoperable
weaponry to fathers with adolescent daughters for display in their
living rooms.)
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