Good morning! I say this to Hoosegow and myself most days between 4 and 5 AM. Too early, you say? Not at this house!Because I am and always have been a morning person. Fortunately, so are Hoosegow, Lily and 9.
According to the Merriam-Webster online dictionary, “morning person” is a noun describing:
“. . .a person who likes the early part of the day : a person who has the most energy in the morning”
That’s me!
I, too, fit that description.
Mom was a morning person, but most people in the family are night people. Lily, 9 and I have been annoying family members with our early morning pep and enthusiasm our whole lives. Apologies for that (kind of), but I wouldn’t be any different if I could. Because the morning is fresh, and new. Given a pristine slate to write upon, it’s entirely possible that wonderful things will be written on that day. And besides, there are things to see in the very early morning that you can’t recapture when the sun is fully up. Like this:
And sunrise, when the colors are pretty!
Especially a sunrise with clouds.
Though Lily and 9 are too young to imbibe, I relish that first cup of coffee that gears up my mind and eases the aches from my body. Caffeine as both stimulant and anti-inflammatory. It’s quiet, too, in the early morning. Not even the birds are up. Except the neighbor’s rooster, who crows in advance of sunrise as if he’s on Mountain Time, one zone to the east.
I believe I am quiet in the morning. I’m mindful of this when staying with non-morning people (aka, family). At home, I try not to do my vocal exercises before 8 AM; it wouldn’t be neighborly to treat the family next door to the sensation that they live across the fence from Florence Foster Jenkins.
Who?
An American socialite and patron of the arts who believed she was a great opera singer. She wasn’t, by a very long stretch, but she booked a concert for herself at Carnegie Hall that sold out on the merit of her confidence and energetic performance style. She’s attributed with saying “People may say I can’t sing, but no one can ever say I didn’t sing.”
She sounds like a kick!
Which can be a winning quality in a neighbor, but not before 8 AM.
Does being a morning person mean that I am not a night person? Not entirely. If I’m performing or doing things with other people I can stay up like a big girl until 11 PM or so. When dancing is involved, I might last even longer. Night time can be exciting and intriguing, and when that possibility presents itself I go with the flow.
But most days, when evening arrives, I enjoy the winding-down quiet. Reading, looking up now and then to appreciate the change in colors outdoors as the light fades. Taking a moment to look up at the stars when the sky is dark. Orion is sneaking over the eastern horizon now, a harbinger of fall.
Morning person or night person, life goes better when our waking times coincide with who we really are. I like numbers, words, order, daylight, quiet, and considering the possibilities each day will bring. If you’re not like this, that’s okay with me. And if you turn your music down after 10 PM, it is much appreciated! For my part, I’ll do my level best not to sing before 8 AM.
I love your description of going with the flow. I can think of circumstances where staying late can be really fun……
So true about the late night flow leading to fun. . .!