I love going to bed early now.
When I was a kid, a teenager, and even a single adult, I loved to stay up late. I wasn't responsible for anyone but myself. Not to say that I didn't have mornings that made me regret the choice to watch a movie, read one more chapter, or stay out a little longer. But I loved the late night and that it was mine to do with what I pleased.
Once I got married and started to have kids early bedtimes started to take on such a magical quality.First it was early bedtimes for the kids. The heavenly state of my home in complete peace and quiet and no one demanding my attention after 8 pm. Now my kids are old enough to get themselves to bed with only a little coaxing and it is their turn to come tuck me into bed.
I hear that when you are old you need less sleep than when you were younger. Yeah, I don't think that is going to apply to me.
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