Mornings (ongoing)

I am a morning person.

That is, I get up and I’m awake. I also get up before my alarm goes off, and for me that means a natural wake-up around 4:30am. Raven isn’t a morning person. I think if the normal “day” for people started around noon, she’d be happy.

I tend to be a little frisky in the morning, which has led to her making assorted threats of dismemberment. (Thus endeth my ideas about Wake-up Sex)

She views my “morningness” as an abomination, and the fact that I don’t need coffee to start my engine an affront to Nature. Mind you, when we’re together she doesn’t complain about me being up early and feeding the cats – so they don’t bother her – one little bit.

Raven really isn’t an evil person, and after she’s awake (I use that term loosely here) and had her coffee and some time to fully come around is quite wonderful, and once the growling and dark stares stop is fun to cuddle with. As great a fault my being a Morning Person is, she still loves me. Hate the Sin, Love the Sinner I guess eh?