For the first time in a long time, I didn’t hit the snooze button half a dozen times before dragging myself out of bed. Instead, I got up early and did a little writing. Word count wise I didn’t get whole lot of writing done, but I was focused on my writing instead of Facebook/Twitter/my blogs/email/etc. I only wrote for about half an hour (that’s all I had time for, though I would have loved to have gone longer), but it gave me a wonderful feeling to start the day. I can’t say I even remember the last time I left the house to go to work and I was smiling. It’s not that I dislike my job, it’s just grown stagnant. It’s basically the same thing every day. Yes, there are new tasks and the occasional challenge, but the means to accomplishing the objective is basically the same every time.
I’d love to be able to start out everyday with even a brief writing session, but the reality is I tend to hit the snooze button without even realizing I’m hitting it. Over the years, I’ve conditioned myself that I get up at a certain time and when the alarm goes off before that I mindlessly hit snooze and go back to sleep for a few minutes.
I’d like to say this is going to end and I’m going to get up earlier everyday so I can put in a half hour of writing before work, but the reality of the situation is I’m currently a slave to my habits, and until I can change those habits I’m not making any promises to myself about getting up earlier. Doing so would only be lying to myself, and I’m above that. I will however say that I will try to get up earlier tomorrow.
As Rich (go visit his blog, he’s a good guy and a wonderful writer) told me, “eyes on the prize.” If I just keep looking forward, I’m bound to get there eventually, even if that only happens a few hundred words at a time, but I will get there. Of that I have no doubt.