There are some mornings I just feel like I can't move. I can't get the covers off. I can't figure out what to wear. I can't get out the door. I can't get a smile on my face...until...
...I get into the car. Then it all changes for me.
Before I pull out of the driveway, I pull up a wonderful little app on my phone, choose the station, and turn up the volume as high as it will go. As loudly as I can, I sing whatever comes on. I sometimes wonder who is watching, or if I'll ever have to explain myself to a coworker or student that I happen to cross paths with on my drive. Sometimes I try to pretend that I'm actually just "talking" on the phone when I'm parked at stoplights!
My favorite stations are anything with Disney and Broadway songs (I know, I know...don't judge me.). From October to December, it's Christmas music. If I don't know the words, I skip the song until I find one I DO know all the words to. Sometimes listening to music is enough to change your mood, but not for me in the morning. Singing at the top of my lungs in the corniest way possible is the ONLY way to go. I imagine I've got an audience and millions of people are applauding at my beautiful voice (which is actually NOT beautiful at all, believe me). I make myself laugh every morning at how silly I must look and sound. The worse the mood, the more dramatic my drive to work gets.
So what's up with this strange ritual? Well, it comes down to this: no one wants me at school in the mood I wake up in.
I'm not friendly, sweet, kind, fun, or anything even close to what a teacher should be. By the time I've commuted 10 minutes with a personal sing-a-long, though, things have turned around. The day is brighter. I may not be perfect, but I've got a smile on my face.
So, if mornings are rough for you like they are for me, find something to make yourself laugh, or just something you enjoy, like singing. Make some space for it, and watch your days change!
And, Webb City folks, watch out for me in the mornings...it is quite a show!