Years ago, I worked at a warehouse of an internationally known company. I loved that job! It wasn’t because of the work I did necessarily. It was because of the hours. My drive to work each day began at 4am. The commute was about 30 minutes away and the traffic was practically non-existent at that time of day.
The moon still sat in the sky and the darkness of the early morning surrounded me. There was no noise, no distractions and people were few and far between. Those peaceful mornings prepared me for the day ahead. I arrived at work calm and ready for whatever came my way.
The same still applies. My day is often determined by my morning. If the morning starts off well, the day normally ends well. The best mornings are those when I wake up before anyone else in my home. The mornings where I can drink my coffee in peace, and the only sounds I hear are my own, or the birds singing outside the window.
On the weekends, my alarm is usually set an hour before everyone else is scheduled to wake up. Otherwise, I will be awakened by dishes clanking together, the noises of household projects being worked on, or obnoxious music. Waking up at party central or inside of a construction zone is not my idea of a good morning.
I learned that lesson several years ago, while living with a roommate. She had a terrible routine of coming home during the middle of the night and deciding to cook, clean and re-organize the house. It’s interesting how people conveniently forget that other residents in their home are sleeping.
The quiet solitude of the morning is precious to me, and needful. So the earlier my day begins, the better. For me, that feeling of peace cannot be found at any other time of day.
This post is a part of the Daily Prompt: Are you a night owl or are you the early bird? What’s your most productive time of day? When do you do your best work?