Monday, March 26
A different kind of time clock
I’m a morning person. My most productive time of day falls between six and ten o’clock AM. I hate to even bother getting dressed, because good writing time wanes quickly and I want to use every minute. Except…oh, man, would you look at that sunrise? And if I hang the towels outside before the dew disperses, they’ll be softer, smell better. And it is—oh happy day—going to get hot, so I need to get my walk in early. And—
Well, crap. Before I know it, morning is gone. I’ve done most of the above, but I am disgruntled at that because…well, because it’s after ten and I’m tired and sleepy.
So I do what I have never wanted to do in my entire life: I take a nap. This isn’t quite a habit yet, nor do I really want it to be. It’s something I’ve fought because I deemed it a waste of time. Not to mention the fact that I wake up feeling vaguely hung over. However, I’m discovering that after I’m awake for a while, have drunk a cup or a glass of something and checked my email, something nearly miraculous happens.
I have a second morning. Like most second winds, it’s not as long-lasting or as powerful as the first one, but it’s pretty good. It beats the heck out of sitting on the couch watching television and being cranky. Well, I don’t really watch TV, but I’m good at cranky.
So, after my morning productivity time, I get to have another one in the afternoon. And, yeah, “miraculous” is by way of being a bit of a stretch—just call it literary license—but it’s fun anyway. A good part of the learning curve of not having a day job. I was wondering, as I wrote this, why I had to discover it so late—I could have used the knowledge while I was working. But the truth is, after working a full day, there wasn’t enough of me left for a second wind.
Have great writing days, everybody, whatever your hours may be. It’s 6:05 AM—I have to get busy!