Wakey wakey

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I only woke up twice last night and I only had to pee one of those times. Then I woke up about 5:15 a.m. and was going to get up and start my day and then suddenly the 7am alarm…

Wakey wakey

I only woke up twice last night and I only had to pee one of those times. Then I woke up about 5:15 a.m. and was going to get up and start my day and then suddenly the 7am alarm went off.

I don’t actually come out and open the chicken coop and feed the animals till about 8:00 a.m. now because it stays dark and it’s reasonably cold so I suspect they are quite content to sleep that extra half hour. I know I was.

Falling asleep is a weird magical thing. You can’t really predict it or remember it happening. The moment I start thinking about falling asleep I end up staying up a little longer, but lately I’m getting back into the rhythm of falling asleep reasonably quickly. It’s not like it used to be when I could fall asleep within 15 minutes or so.

It’s certainly not like the 3-hour or 4-hour lay in my bed pretending to sleep kind of mood that happened frequently when I was using drugs. It’s a nice compromise somewhere in the middle. The neat thing is, I really have no idea how long it takes to fall asleep these days. It’s not like I look at the clock every 15 minutes because if I do I’ll be up till the 7:00 a.m. alarm goes off.

I’ve also started remembering my elaborate detailed dreams more each time I wake up. This is fairly usual for October. I’m not sure what it is in the change of temperature that makes my dreams more elaborate and more memorable but it adds to the list of reasons October is a great month. I love my dreams.

This week alone I’ve had three full-length stories. Unfortunately when they’re get interrupted by the alarm, I tend to remember less because my whole brain is distracted to the function of waking up.

My alarm is voice activated and all I have to do is say stop in any form of groggy voice for it too end it’s little tune, which for some could be very dangerous because it’s easy to say stop and fall back asleep. I don’t. I like to wake up as fast as I can, stand up and turn on the lights full blast.

This is not great for remembering dreams, but it is a successful way to start your day less groggy. Today, since I was surprised by the alarm thinking I had woken up at 5:00 a.m., I was a little less pleased to start the process.

Eventually I did with the worry of falling asleep otherwise. I use my voice and say; hey Google, Good Morning.

Google responds by calling me my name, telling me what TV shows premiere today, what the weather’s going to be like, and then a really lame joke. Seldom is the joke worthy of retelling. I don’t even remember what today’s was. Then it begins playing my morning radio show with a volume slightly louder than I would like.

I’m already up but this helps. At 7:00 a.m. they call out a new name for a contest I’m enrolled in but so far I have yet to win the $1,000 an hour payroll payout.

I come downstairs, sometimes with the dogs and sometimes they stay in bed to wake up more slowly. I prepare the meals for the chickens and the pig and go and open up their night time home to the fresh fall air.

The animals have come to know me as their primary food provider for the last 3 months. The rooster now trusts me at least a little bit more although I suspect given the opportunity he would still peck at me and I no longer take this personally. He pecks at everything including the other hens.

The pig has been put on a slight diet in the past week simply because his usual stew wasn’t prepared. I guess we were out of fresh vegetables. In any case this has made him quicker. I come and greet the animals and they get up and come out to eat at hey brisk pace.

At this point the rooster starts squeaking around the yard and the dogs realize they’re missing out so they bark. I go back upstairs to let them out and we’re all outside enjoying a nice breakfast in the autumn air as the sun continues to rise and we discover whether it’s going to be a blue sky day or a cloudy day.

This morning it’s a combination of both which is nice. Anything that isn’t snow and rain is nice.

I sit down to blog and watch the animals as their personality continues to reveal itself to me. It’s fun.

I’ve always liked other people’s animals. This is the most responsibility I’ve been given since I was born regarding animals.

I’m not looking forward to the snow.

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