I am not a morning person. I never have been. I love staying up late. I love the nights. The world is quieter. Mornings bring noise. If nothing else, it brings the park into our home through the radio. First you have the blare of an alarm clock. Then the repeated alarm sounds as Danny keeps hitting the 10 minute sleep button. Oh how I hate that button.
I am always up before the alarm stops the first time. I usually regret bounding out of bed so quickly because I end up dizzy and hurting. Yet, every morning I hurry out of bed and out of the bedroom. I want distance from THE BEEP, BEEP, BEEPING!
I have no problem getting things done in the morning. when the alarm goes off I am wide awake. No matter how tired I am.
The first thing I usually do every morning after visiting the bathroom, is make Danny’s Cappuccino. Making his coffee never is easy for me. WHY? Because I hate the smell of coffee. It makes me sick to my stomach.
What really bothers though, is when the ALARM goes off 40 minutes EARLY. If it meant Danny had to be at work sooner, I wouldn’t have a problem with it.
When it goes off because Danny has a Hangout call with a female singer that he likes, IT MAKES MY MOOD GO DARK.
I can’t help it.
I DON’T LIKE IT.
I don’t like my sleep being interrupted so he can talk to someone he has had fantasies about. The talk is innocent. She does these calls for all of her patrons.
Every time I here name, I go back to the first of the year when I realized he was texting other women. Sex texting a few of them. He isn’t doing any sex texting now but the memories are still there. He got bored with them. He got past that stage.
He still spends way too much time texting other women.
It’s not right.
I don’t like feeling angry. I don’t like being BITTER.
I feel better getting it out like this.