So, today I had piano lessons at EIGHT AM today. That sucks. It was super cold. And usually I tell myself that I will get up early enough to practice a little bit before my lesson but usually I just hit the snooze button until I have to run to make it to my lesson. But then today when my alarm went off at 6:30 I made myself a deal. I told myself that if I managed to get up and practice for a half an hour before my lesson, then I could take a nap when I got back from French.
AND IT WORKED.
I got up and practiced.
I WAS SO PROUD OF MYSELF.
IT'S LIKE I'M A SMALL CHILD BUT I'M ALSO THE MOTHER WHO IS VERY PROUD OF HER CHILD.
I have to reward myself for doing things.
I have discovered that the ultimate motivator is sleep.
If it were possible to get naps for Christmas, that's all I would ask for.
Instead I have to bribe myself with them in order to get things done.
I've always been a good sleeper. As a baby basically all I did was sleep. My aunt was very jealous because cousin Carol [who is the same age as me] never slept and was constantly bouncing around with energy. My mom could just leave me in my carrier for hours at a time.
Congratulations me, you are four years old again.
AREN'T YOU PROUD MOMMY?