I feel it best to start this post with a disclaimer: I am not a morning person.
During primary school years Mum would have to pull me out of bed in the morning after yelling at me for a good half an hour. She tried everything, turning on the light, opening the curtains, pulling back the covers, alarm clocks, music, having a hot drink ready to go. Nope, I still wasn’t getting out of bed and when I did, it would take me ages to get ready. Continue reading “Becoming a morning person”