The alarm rang and I got up-no grumbling, no staring at the ceiling, no discussion. I just slipped out of bed, wrapped a blanket around my shoulders and walked calmly to my work space, ignoring my heavy eyelids. Five minutes later, I was editing furiously and actually loving it. I didn't get much done, but I got enough done. That's still a great way to start the day. Later in the morning before I left for work, the satisfaction I had felt after editing crumbled. I burned three dresses while ironing (one after the other), ripped a zip off a pair of jeans and spent half an hour looking for my phone and my keys. Needless to say, I arrived late at work but my calm is back.
It's a beautiful sunny day and I intend to enjoy it. Maybe I'll start a good novel tonight. It's been a while since I had the time to read for pleasure.
In a nutshell, my morning started off well, deteriorated and brightened up again. But the important thing is, it's the third day and I'm still sticking to my schedule, still moving forward.
Hope your day started off right.