Oooh this is a tough one. I do like mornings but not that first moment out of bed part when I’m still drowsy and unable to focus on anything but getting coffee. I don’t like the first five minutes of morning. Once I’m settled on the couch with my coffee and I’ve woken my face up with the jade roller, I’m good.
Afternoons are less fun as they tend to drag, unless I’m able to have a nap, then I love afternoons.
I used to be an evening person and felt the most alive and awake after supper. When I was younger I always went to the gym in the evening and wayyy preferred it over morning workouts. But these days by the time evening comes, I’m ready to sit and relax as much as possible. I enjoy my evening cup of coffee and then use my remaining energy to get Sid to bed, which is a bit of a process.
After that’s over with, I watch an episode or two of whatever I’m into on Netflix, which is currently Transatlantic. I LOVE this show. It’s World War Two stuff with a mix of kooky, almost like Inglourious Basterds. Serious with a bit of silly.
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