morning no more?

I had a thought strike me in a way that I found  unusual. I scoffed at things that pointed towards altering my schedule, but I clung all the harder at the intended opposition. Early to bed and early to rise, right? And U had that spike of who knows what at about 4am, and I like private time, and I was health when I would walk the kids to school each day (yeah, I forgot that I also walked them home after school, detail) but, today, I had to alter my schedule so that I might play a game with my firstborn daughter, and that was really important to me, more that the millions of like suggestions and nudges here and there, so I decided that I would simply begin my day later. Guess what? It helps that spike and refocuses it on rebuilding previous damage, and I will stop needing grocery items that cause trouble by not getting up and annoyingly interrupting my routine to fit my family's morning routine. Anyhow, the point is, I felt stronger and better and it seems to fit better with my environment if I sleep until about 6 or 7am Instead and just stay awake longer, instead of think that I have insomnia because I cannot get to sleep while my husband is playing video games. I will instead use the time I would have tried aimlessly to sleep to do crochet, or read and ponder things until I start to feel that natural tiredness. At this point, I actually feel like this is going to work so much better than fighting against everything to achieve stupid goals. I expect this realization is just another rung on this great ladder I have been wanting to climb, but felt damned and useless. 

In short, I have decided to slide my entire routine to a better time and feel extremely good about doing so.