Today’s prompt for NaBloPoMo is to talk about what happens before my day starts. Not being a morning person I have no idea what happens before I roll out of bed each morning other than my eyes open and I wish I could turn over and return to the cocoon of my bed.
The MOTH (Man of The House) and I have come to accept this fact and he plays his part in easing me in to any day. Coffee happens before anything else and I get that in bed and sometimes consciousness rolls in as the caffeine works its magic.
Rather than talk about me when I’m at my least compatible here’s how I feel about the best part of my day; the part where I’m participating in the world.