Changes in my life...

I hate change.

In fact, I hate it so much that I would prefer to stay in a job I sort of like with a boss I hate than move to a job I'll sort of like with a boss I'll love. Trust me when I say... it isn't because I love to live in misery. In fact, no one treats me better than me. Except for maybe my husband. But, for whatever reason, I hate change.

And next week marks huge change in my life.

My son begins preschool. Pre-K-3. And I'm already dreading all the change. Because again, no one treats me better than me (or my husband). And I'll no longer be able to treat myself to waking up at the last minute.

For instance, I'll now have to wake up every day at 5:30 instead of 6:15, and folks, I am NOT a morning person. 45 minutes is HUGE to me! This means my alarm will now have to go off at 4:45 just so I can be awake enough to get out of bed by 5:30. To some, that's plain silly, like my husband, who can hit the alarm clock the first time it goes off and roll out of bed running. I hate people like that. And yet, I chose to spend my entire life with someone like that. I'm finding that "ironic."

Anyway, next change is that I'll be having to make lunches every day. That may be a good thing, because if I'm making one, I might as well make two -- one for him, one for me!

Of course, another change is that I'll be waking up TWO people and getting them both washed, brushed and dressed instead of one. Fortunately, only one of us uses makeup.

THEN ... oh, heavens. I'll have to fix BREAKFAST every single day. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. And encourage a sleepy 4 year old to actually eat it, because it is, after all, brain food.

Finally, I'll have to drop Hunter off at before-care by 7:00 so I can make it to work by 7:30.

Did I mention I'm not a morning person?

Yeah. Changes.

Hate 'em.