“I’m a night owl”, I said last night to a co-worker as we were trying to find a time for coffee away from work. She replied she is too, so we decided after work might be the best time. All is well there, we’re on our way to finally getting together for some good ole girl time.
But today’s Daily Prompt got me thinking about that conversation. Am I really a “night owl” and not a “morning person”? Or is that just a stereotype or label I impose on myself?
When I was a kid, I had a paper route that had me up around 5 am to get all of the newspapers delivered before 7 am. In a previous career, I had a 45-60 min commute to work, had to drop kids off at daycare on the way, and had to be at work by 8’ish most days. Just last month while on vacation with my kids, we were up by 7 am at the latest so we could have the fullest days possible. Did all of those things with ease and most days, without complaint.
For the last number of years, I’ve been in a job where most of my working hours are in the PM ones. As such I tend to go to bed later and rise later. I’ve liked this routine, it fits my job demands, I go to bed and get up whenever I want, and I do a lot of writing in the later hours of my day. But again, I have to ask – is this life fitting me or me fitting life? And whichever it is, is it a given or is it changeable?