Welllllll, in reality, I don't deserve NOTHING but props, 'cause The Old Me DID surface. But, still . . . .
(Hmmm, that sentence does sound right - double, triple? negatives? - but you know what I mean. I think. Maybe.)
So, the bad before the good: last night, I went out to dinner with My (wonderful) Girl for a catch-up. That was fine. I was determined to get out of town by 8:00 - that would put me getting home at 9:00 and leave me 90 minutes to get done what I needed before my 10:30 bedtime. In reality, I got out of town by 8:19 . . . a little late. And, by the time I'd done some chores and unloaded the car from my food co-op special order, picked up yesterday morning, it was close to 10:00. And here's where The Old Me really surfaced.
Preparing for a late Christmas celebration I'll be having with The Peanut and her parents and still-in-utero baby brother tonight, I started wrapping the presents. And, that ALWAYS takes longer than one expects. AND, why didn't I think through my week on my weekend? If I had, I would have wrapped the presents then. But, Old Me had been behind the wheel, I guess. So, all tolled, I finally went to bed just after midnight. But, this is also where I'm giving myself props, a pat on the back.
When the alarm went off at the designated time this morning (6:45), I r-e-s-i-s-t-e-d the hugely overwhelming urge to get back into bed. I even went so far as to kneel on the bed . . . just to feel the warmth still there in the Polarfleece sheets! But, SOMEHOW, The New Me PREVAILED, and I STAYED UP! Good thing, too, 'cause I only NOW finished the wrapping . . . and still have to get ready for the day and do chores . . . when I'm supposed to be LEAVING Swamp River Ridge in 1 minute. Hmph! But, I'm gettin' there, right?!
I think that all this writing about The Old & New Me is probably boring to you readers, but I SO APPRECIATE you tolerating it! Being accountable to you is REALLY helping, and I've truly NEVER even made it this far (this little way) when trying to switch to a new schedule. I realize that I'm still making baby steps and The Old Me DOES frequently surface, but each time she does, I can evaluate WHY and what I need to work on changing.
So, I still say . . . "Yayyyy, Me!" ;)