School mornings where both Robert and I have to be out of the house by 7:00 a.m. are a bit dicey at baseline. I mean, he has to leave every morning looking like a person who will spend all day working at his desk. Some days I can get away with yoga pants and my hair in a scrunchie, but other days I actually have to see people, which requires some basic self-care and cleanliness.
So, Thursday night I decided that I would set my alarm for 5:00 a.m. so that I could be up before my hubby and my children, take a shower and get myself ready for the day in a leisurely manner.
I thought about doing that. I mean really, really thought about it. And then I set my alarm for 6:00 a.m. like I always do.
Because, hello, sleep.
I felt like I had probably made the right choice until I stepped in the shower approximately five seconds after Robert left to take the girls to school.
I figured I had probably not turned the knob to quite hot enough when I was pelted with what could only be described as icicles coming out of my shower head.
So, I cranked it all the way over to the hottest setting. Because, surely, I could at least manage to get a lukewarm setting to justify my “sleeping in” (I don’t think you can call it sleeping in when roosters are not even awake yet).
Was it worth it? That extra hour of sleep traded for a case of early morning hypothermia? Maybe once. But what if it was every day? Would I be able to take a cold shower every morning for the rest of my life? Or give up an hour of sleep?
My hypothetical self chooses sleep. In fact, I would probably be willing to take two cold showers a day if I could have an *extra* hour of sleep each day. I really do love sleeping.
So, the question today for all you Dose Peeps out there is this…
Would you rather always have to take a cold shower or always lose an hour of sleep?