Still getting into the swing of things and up and at it early enough to get out for my walk as soon as the sensor light in the front yard goes off.  The long and drawn-out Winter weather made me want to hibernate like a bear.  If anything ever endeared me to the Winter months, it was a chance to forsake yard work and instead hunker down in the warm house for several months of catching up on reading and the luxury of sleeping in.  One of my mom’s favorite expressions was that “they should have made a monument to the man who invented the bed” and I agree with that for sure.  Snuggling down under the covers, in your warm pjs and rolling over and hitting the snooze again (and again).  For years and years I got up at the crack of dawn for work.  When I worked at the diner throughout college, my hours were 7:00 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. and I was really required to “be on the floor and available” at 6:45 a.m.  When I started working downtown in 1978 the buses were plentiful and dependable.  Through the years, the SMART bus system got worse as more buses were cut or didn’t show up.  When I moved with my boss out of the downtown Detroit business district, it required taking two buses each way to work…dumb move on my part as I did that for two years while at Wayne State University and swore I’d never do it again.   Through the years I started leaving the house earlier and earlier as the buses were infrequent and pretty soon I was leaving the house at 6:50 a.m. for an office job!  In the Summer I did my watering before I left for work and got up at 4:00 a.m. if not earlier.  In the Winter, I used to shovel snow before I left so the alarm went off at a similar time.  Since working at home, I don’t have the commuting issue and it makes all the difference in the world…it does, however, require one to keep to a regimen, unless there is some wiggle room; I catch a break if Robb is out in the morning and reserve those days for errands if the weather is nice.  Through this past Winter often my only trip outside was to run the car and retrieve the mail, which got me lazy.  I was riding my bike early in the Winter to keep exercising, but many of those bitter cold mornings, the thought of climbing out of my warm bed and donning my shorts and sleeveless shirt to go downstairs on the exercise bike was not too enticing.  So I’d roll over.  I have to get back into a regimen – before you know it, I’ll be out watering the flowers, taking care of the yard and complaining about the heat.  We are never satisfied are we?