And so it begins...

So I made it through the first week of the rest of my life, or at least this year. At the top of my list of life changes is the thing that so many people dislike about me. And it's really hard to dislike me, let me tell you.

Tardiness...
Most people can count on me for one thing: being late. I race into work and I clock in at the very last minute before I will officially be late. I have been like this for as long as I can remember. I don't know where it came from either. My parents are both people who usually show up early. My best friend is the most punctual person I know. She was even in charge on my wedding day of making sure we stayed on task so that I would get the free photo from the photographer for starting on time. But me...I don't know what went wrong. I didn't get the early gene or something.

My husband complains a lot about me being late everywhere I go. I always have the best of intentions though. I get in plenty of time and I hit the snooze button (we'll come back to that) and I shower rather quickly and then I go through the rest of my morning routine and there is no reason why I shouldn't leave on time and yet I am always racing out the door five, ten, or more minutes later than I had originally planned. I like to stuff as much stuff into my time as possible.

This is going to change starting with the SNOOZE. The person who invented the snooze button must have been a last minute kind of person like me. They planned to sleep that extra 7 minutes and decided that those last 7 bonus minutes make a huge difference. They don't. I got up this morning without using the snooze button (and yesterday morning, too!) and I felt more rested. What was Mr. Snooze button thinking?

So, if you are keeping track that is Megan- 2 Snooze button- 1 ( I pushed it once on Sunday, forgetting that it was the beginning of new me. I'm not even sure if I should count that one but I will to keep my conscience clear).

Also I clocked in early twice this week! Go me! This whole not being late and changing my life thing may be just what the doctor ordered. A good friend in high school left this quote in our senior year book and I think I should remember it every morning SNOOZE comes calling. "To be early is to be on time. To be on time is to be late." Words to live by...words to live by