Today is the last day that I need to be up at 5:30am so that my hubby can be in class by 8:00am: may he never get assigned this class again.
Do I need to tell anyone that I am not a morning person? I may not be the kind of person who complains about the weather, but I detest being out of bed before the sun has hit the horizon. As important as a good night's sleep is, and having read at least some the research on circadian rhythms, I still still find myself reluctant to give up on the day. I know that, whatever the next day holds, I will be better equipped to handle it with a full nights rest, but that doesn't keep me from laying in bed worrying. I am a list maker, after all.
Today is also the day I need to hit the (holiday) ground running. I have three celebrations to prepare for, my own on the Solstice Dec. 21, Christmas Eve Dec. 24, and Christmas Day, Dec. 25. Throw in a drink to celebrate Saternalia with some of my more cerebral but pagan leaning friends, and it doesn't leave much time for rest.
I survive this time of year by carving out blocks of time for baking, and cooking, carousing, and yes, even caroling, along side time for quiet walks and workouts at the gym. This is not a time when I'm trying to achieve any new fitness goals, just maintain what accomplished until the new year. I sometimes feel this means that I can only really be stingy with my time, but life, at least my life, requires structure - no matter how strong the urge to resist it.
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