how to best spend a friday morning…

Last Friday, I woke up early, wrote a bit, and helped get the kids ready for their day. The baby slept in, so I was still nursing him when Collin took the other kiddos to school.

Hunkered down on the couch with the babe, I began my usual social media scroll sesh. Within a few minutes, however, my phone died. LAME.

I decided to turn on the TV and see if there was anything on one of our streaming platforms to pass the time.

Then I saw it…

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how to add more time to your day…

I’ve never been a morning person. If someone tried to force me out of bed, I’d be pissed. Then I’d be irritable and on edge the rest of the morning (maybe even day).

Dog hiding under the covers.

On the other hand, if it was up to me to get myself up earlier than I normally would, I’d just hit SNOOZE… and keep hitting snooze until, of course, I’d take the few seconds to rationalize why I should just turn the alarm off altogether.

Staying in bed always seemed like the better option—especially in the winter months when it’s literally freezing, and the thought of being on the other side of my comforter was completely ridiculous.

Of course, there have been those days that required me to get up early. And you know what I discovered?

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saturday morning coffee…

On a Saturday morning back in February, I met my friend, Ali, for coffee. These weekend coffee dates had become a wonderful timeout from real life. For a couple hours, I could venture out into the world (just down the street, but still) as an individual person.

I didn’t have to struggle with getting a kid, or four, in and out of the car. I could just pull into a parking space and get myself out of the car; it was a lightness that I rarely felt anymore.

Our conversation that day spanned many topics—from plants to how much our time is worth to how our mindsets shift as we move through life.

Somewhere in the middle of our conversation, I had an epiphany. And then sometime after that, I forgot what it was. (This is why we can’t have nice things.)

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