As the headline says, I am not now, nor have I ever been and apparently never am I fated to be a morning person. But with kids who think 6 a.m. is sleeping late and a home office that beckons as soon as they all get off to school, I’ve got to do my best impression of a morning person most days. I happened to be walking down Bleecker Street in Greenwich Village a few weeks ago when I passed an old favorite from the days when I lived in that area — Porto Rico Importing Co. These folks have the best fresh-roasted coffee beans around. I stopped in to buy a few pounds for our new crazy, weather-predicting coffee maker when I spotted the above pictured mug. Had to have it.
I am not a morning person
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Oh, me too! I have been like that since I was a child! It is so hard for other people to understand, and, like you, I have been doing as good a job at faking it as possible. But, by afternoon, I am ready for bed… Love the late night hours… oh well, we will survive it?
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