I'm up early most days. I like being the
Earliest Bird of the House.
It makes me feel more In Charge of my Day.
Maybe I need a badge to fulfill my power urges.
The silly part is, once I'm fueled by half a cup of coffee, (who actually gets a cup finished when it is still hot?) the others' bodies start moving, and I'm suddenly,
(because we can't all like the same style eggs; it would be communism!)
nursing baby + surfing 'ternet...
and I realize I haven't had my favorite meal yet: breakfast.
But it is still morning, several hours till noon when I would have to officially declare breakfast skipped. So I eat last.
The early bird sometimes has to take the last worm available.
But she doesn't mind.