Morning Remorse

Every morning when I wake up, sun streaming in through the cracks in the blinds, the day pregnant with opportunity, I immediately think of what I might do in order to get out of whatever I have planned for the day. Is this little cough or sniffle enough to call in sick? Which meetings can I cancel or postpone? How long before our savings run out if I just stayed in bed for the next few weeks?

It takes a shower and a delicious bowl of Honey Bunches of Oats (w/ Almonds) and I’m back to my normal self, but for those first few waking moments of each morning, I am a lazy, frantic mess.

What do you think about when you wake up?