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Year Three, Day 25: Note from Evening Zita to Morning Zita

Most embarrassing that I have to do this. But something must be done! Most slothful am I! I wrote this note (below)last night.  But unfortunately, I did not read it in the morning. However, I was less grumpy. Although I did hit the snooze several times, I managed to wake up and take a brisk walk to get my coffee. My roommate was practicing her guitar and singing when I returned.  The lovely sound of music raised my spirits.

Note from Evening Zita to Morning Zita

Good Morning Zita:

Today, you need to wake up at 6:30 a.m. 


You will regret it! You are always tired, groggy and grumpy when you hit the snooze and oversleep.  

  • 6:30 a.m.: Stand up
  • Make your bed
  • Drink a tall glass of water
  • Stretch. 
  • Walk out the door (don't forget your house key!) and go to the track. 
  • Run/walk at least 1/2 mile.
  • Come home and stretch
  • Shower
  • Hula hoop.

It will still be early enough to walk up to the gas station for a nice hot, bitter mug of coffee. Since you got up early, you can sit and check breaking news and FB while you wait for the bus back.

You should be home by 8:00 a.m. Now you have almost 2 hours before you need to leave for work!

  • 8:00 a.m.: Pray
  • Journal
  • Read the bible. 
  • If it is nice outside, you can sit under your prayer tree. 
  • You can even take your sketch book and water colors.
  • 8:45a.m.:  Practice you piano for 45 minutes!

On a side note, if you pop right up at 6:00 a.m., you can even go out for breakfast!

What are you waiting for?  Life is for the living. Stand up and get to it!


Evening Zita

I am going to print the "Evening Zita Note to Morning Zita and put it by my bed.

Here is my Morning Zita response this morning....(I wrote it after the fact, but it is pretty accurate. I don't usually remember my grumpy morning thoughts, but my awareness has been heightened!)

Dear Evening Zita:

5:45 a.m. I woke up before my alarm! I should just stand up right now! is dark and cold.  I had imagined getting up at 6:00 a.m., going for a run and then rewarding myself with breakfast out.  But I'd much rather sleep a bit more.  I am leading the choir tonight. I might not have enough energy if I get up too early...zzzzz

6:30 a.m. I should get up now.  But...zzzz  7:00 a.m. Now it is too late to run at the track. The school children will be arriving soon...zzz 7:30 a.m. I forgot to hit the snooze. I should get up now...but I will reset it for 8:00 and definitely get up then! 8:00 a.m. I am sitting up right now! (I did).  I thought about my day.  Felt some tension. A bit of regret for not getting up sooner. But I am not looking back. Looking forward! 

At this point, I stood up and stretched and made my bed so I would not be tempted to dive back under the covers. Then I threw on my sweats and a t-shirt and headed out for my walk.  

I got back in time for a nice hot shower, but no time to practice piano, journal or pray.  I will do this after my office job.

One good thing, is I only watched ONE episode of "Homeland" last night.  That works best. I think I dozed off about 11:30 p.m. 

Another good thing, I did make time for a hula hoop session:  75 rotations! :) 

So, Evening Zita, I was a little less grumpy this morning, but I still regret sleep two more hours than planned. I need those two hours! And  I need MOTIVATION to get me moving. What do you suggest?


Morning Zita

Now, if you don't think I've officially lost my mind for writing notes to myself, I hope you have a happy Tuesday!

I am leading the choir tonight. Wish me luck!


The Real Zita

p.s. I am focusing on "gentleness" this week.  It is a fruit of the spirit as described in Galatians 5:22-24.  I need to be gentle with myself, first of all. But I hope to always be a gentle spirit in interacting with others.  I think this can go hand in hand with authenticity as long as it is considerate!

Talk to you tomorrow!


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