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Year Three, Day 168: Happy Morning People

I got up and out the door before sunrise thus morning. I did not hit the snooze button more than once!

I had promised my daughter I would watch Baby Gracie while she went to the gym. Gracie has been a good motivation for me to change some bad habits. Like oversleeping.

It was lovely to watch the sunrise from the Max train. I decided to stop st Cascades Station and have a London Fog at Starbucks. I also ordered oatmeal.



Then I sat and read a bit from my Joyce Meyers book. One of the questions she asks in her workbook is what your least favorite daily chore. She says as long as you have to do something, you might as well do it with a positive attitude.

Without hesitation, I wrote my answer on the line. In big letters:


"My most difficult task everyday is getting out of bed"!

I am commited to changing this bad habit. 

Especially after I had so many pleasant encounters with happy people! They must be morning people, I thought inside my head.

The first one was my first bus driver. It was very dark at my stop. So I had my cell phone on, ready to flash at the driver, to alert her. Only, this stop was right across from an elementary school. Before the TriMet bus arrived, several school buses passed by. I could not tell the difference until they were right in front of me.

I imagine the school bus drivers were perplexed to see a lone, middle aged woman flashing her cell phone at them!

When the TriMet bus arrived, the driver thanked me for flashing my cell phone at her. "It's hard to see passengers in the dark, without lit bus stops", she said.

I laughed and told her how I had flashed several school bus drivers.

She laughed and said, "Maybe they would have given you a lift!"

We had a nice chuckle. She wished me a pleasant day as I debussed. A very pleasant driver!

My barista at Starbucks was equally cheery. As was my Lyft driver.

Just think, by oversleeping every day, I have been missing out on a whole rash of happy morning people!

Well no more! I plan in joining the ranks!

My son-in-law told me today that he tries to do one thing he hates everyday. He believes it is good for personal growth. I told him I agreed.

No pain, no gain! Our culture is entirely too focussed on comfort. And there is no growth in a comfortable life of hedonism.

Suffering and sacrifice is where it's at!

That is why, I have decided to take my fitness to the next level. I am going to start running everyday!

So is my son-in-law.

We made a pact.

I got this!

I will start Sunday morning. Tonight I was up with Baby Gracie. Much dancing. This grandma is pooped.

But happy.

On that note, I wish you a happy Friday and pleasant dreams.

Talk to you tomorrow!

Love,

Zita

P.S. Here is today's hooping video. Day 132 of my daily hooping adventure!
 




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