Transitioning To Be Morning People

I'm down to taking two showers at home each week.

"At home" is the key phrase in that sentence. I am still showering daily, so no, this is not my newest scheme at saving money.

I've just been using the water at Baylor's Tom Landry Center (where DTS students get a steep discount) instead.

Their locker rooms are far superior to our apartment bathroom. And yes, I will trade a small, cramped, counter-less closet of a bathroom for wooden lockers, sit-down vanities, all the fresh squeezed orange juice I can throw back, and a limitless supply of q-tips. Q-tips are my secret obsession - actually, clean ears are my secret obsession.

The Tom Landry Center and our new schedule for this semester are two excuses I'm claiming for not blogging as much. They may not be good excuses, but they're the only reasons I have for being perpetually behind in blogging and getting around to telling you about the events of our lives WEEKS after they actually occur.

So you'll have some sympathy for my blogglessness, let me just tell you:

My day starts between 4:30 and 5:00 a.m. I have a quiet time and then I scurry off to the Tom Landry center for my morning workout. I'm currently working my way through every 6:00 a.m. class they offer. I got bored with my old "Abs Diet" workout routine, so I'm spicing things up. I should do a review on here when I've visited them all.

After working out, I get ready for my work day at the gym, pack a Nalgene bottle full of that fresh-squeezed orange juice, fill a thermos with the fresh brewed coffee (yes, I'm a mooching DTS wife) and head off to work.

From 7:30 a.m. until 4:30 p.m. I sit in a desk and stare at a computer screen, usually trying to make some sense of Voice of Hope's donor database or racking my brain for the newest, creative marketing ploy to send out to Voice of Hope's donor database.

At 4:30 p.m. I fly home to try to spend some time with Danny before he crashes into bed. Before hitting the sack myself, I pack my gym back, pack my work bag, and pack our breakfasts and lunches for the next day. Basically, I get all of tomorrow's house work done tonight! I then fall asleep to the King of Queens, which is my new Gilmore Girls because Danny made me retire the Gilmore Girls from our DVD player.

While I'm doing all this madness, Danny's living the life of a working student.

Danny leaves for work at 3:00 a.m. You did read that right, and no it's not a typo. He's now working the "pre-load" shift at UPS from 3 a.m. to 8:30 a.m., and it makes him one tired cookie in the afternoons. He is no longer on small sort, so we should see some muscular results from his lifting bigger boxes quite soon - I couldn't be more excited. Not that I don't love him just the way he is - I do - but more muscles never hurt anyone!

He's taking classes during the day, which include Greek 2, Old Testament History, Trinitarianism (which I'm not sure I spelled correctly) and more that I can't remember and probably wouldn't understand.

He's also working in the A/V department at DTS during Chapel and he enjoys lunch with his DTS co-workers down in "The Cave." I have only heard of this place, "The Cave," and have yet to experience the wonders of the DTS A/V department.

After working two jobs, going to at least two classes that day, and studying, Danny crawls into bed around 8:00 or 8:30 pm and reads until he falls asleep.

And that my friends is why there are no posts on this fun little blog for you to read. Work for me has been busy - so that usually means no blogging during the day - and by the time I get home from work I've been awake for twelve hours. And you don't want me blogging after a marathon of a day like that.

We are still in the evaluation stage in deciding whether or not we like this schedule and whether or not it works for us. Overall, I LOVE getting up early (I'm the morning person in the relationship), but Danny doesn't study as well when he's tired (who does?). So, we'll see what we do when it's time to plan the Fall semester of classes.

In the mean time, when things are silent here, just know that I'm either at the Tom Landry Center using all of their bath products and hot water or sitting at a desk in West Dallas sipping on free, fresh-squeeze orange juice.