When I worked in school full time I had to be up with the lark, showered, breakfasted and off to work to be there as long as possible before the pupils came - to get my 'stall set out' so to speak. However I felt when I awoke I had to get going.
Now, of course, long retired (forty years) I am free to do as I please. Some mornings I am eager to get up and get going - other mornings I keep looking at the clock and thinking 'I'll just have another five minutes'. The danger with this is the tendency to 'drop off' (bears no relation to how well or otherwise I have slept). If I get into a really deep sleep my carer has to gain entry via my key safe (this happens only rarely).
But what does happen is that if I get up like this I find it hard to snap out of it and get anything done. I can sit for an hour doing the Mind Games in The Times, then I can decide to read the paper from cover to cover. Then perhaps I think I will just finish whatever book I happen to be reading. When I look at the clock it is lunch time.
After lunch I always watch the One O'clock News on BBC1 - well I switch it on but on the kind of day I am talking about (an indolent day) I usually drop off and wake up in the middle of that rather silly (inane) Doctors.
Why am I telling you this (apart from the fact that I have had that sort of day today) - well I sure sure it would be the regular pattern if it became necessary for me to go into full time care. I would join that brigade of oldies, sitting round the edge of the room, heads on chests, dozing all day. Heaven forbid it should ever come to that. Unless that is, some handsome ninety something year old should come through the door looking for a spritely lover - then maybe, just maybe I might rise to the occasion. (and I want no rude jokes here John or Tom).
Sadly the weather has not made things easier today. Although the sun has shone on and off it has mostly at the same time been pouring with rain. But my goodness me, how the snow and now the rain has brought out the purple and white crocus. I could see no sign of them among their golden cousins, but this morning they are peppered all over the garden and they look majestic.
Yes, Spring is just around the corner and I must be firm with myself and when the clock says SIX there must be no snuggling down again under the duvet - it must be up, up, up and away, scooting with my trolley into the kitchen to put Flahavans Organic Jumbo Oats and milk into the microwave for their four minute twirl so that by half past six I am sitting watching Today on BBC1,
See you tomorrow.