Mornings

I will always be jealous of morning people. The fact that they can wake up and be ready to go, it drives me insane. Until I have a cup of tea, a hot shower, and a couple minutes complaining about how tired I am, I'm practically brain dead. That being said like most people who hate mornings, I probably stay up too late. But honestly who is that happy in the mornings! My younger sisters are both morning people and they get out of bed humming and prancing around, I, on the other hand, curse under my breath, ignore my alarm, and possibly yell for a few minutes. I wish I could be happy in the mornings. But apparently it's a blessing only some people deserve.