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Mari Winsor’s Early Bird Challenge: Completed!

Oh mornings, how I loathe thee. Let me count the ways. One: you always creep in through my bedroom windows ten-ish minutes before my alarm goes off, so I am stuck under the covers, dreading the alarm in a don't-wanna-get-up-yet-limbo. Two: you wake me up on the weekends (my only days to sleep in) at the same ungodly time I normally have to wake up for work during the week. Three: you come around, pulling on my heartstrings, with promises of pancakes and coffee, and try to fool me into feeling like I am missing out on the day when I wake up way past noon. I am the queen of the snooze button and no one can tell me otherwise...
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Seize the Day! Join Mari Winsor’s Early Bird Challenge

The crack of dawn. The AM. First light. Daybreak. Sunrise. Sunup. The wee hours. The morning. Whatever you call it, most people feel very, very strongly about it. No one ever feels just "eh" about the morning; it's love or loathe. According to basic physiology, our biological clocks are programmed to be awake during the day and sleep at night...