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The Morning Zombie
Jan. 24th, 2008 09:33 amMy wife has the ability to wake up in the morning in not much more than an instant. I am never that quick, and I am on occasion an outright shambling morning zombie. I suppose this wouldn't be so bad, if I had the sense to just shamble about on my morning routine. Unfortunately, with my higher brain functions still fumbling their way up to meet the rest of the world, my basic instinct to be helpful is still operational.
Mornings like this, I later regret not having enough sense (or at least enough ingrained habit) to not try. When I can barely forge cogent declarative sentence (or grok one spoken to me) is not a good moment to attempt to make someone else's life easier. If I am lucky, I'll be amusingly ineffective as the house's big sleepy teddy bear. (Aww, isn't he cute!) But there's the strong possibility that my ineffectiveness will not be amusing, as it'll get in the way of the real business of getting out the door on a busy modern morning.
Aside from failing to help with activities, there's communication. My shambling mind is absolutely abysmal at processing incoming stuff. And I somehow get the impression that I have something constructive to add, when really, I don't. But I'll persist in trying, and manage to muddy any water put before me.
This all must be intensely frustrating for someone fully awake and trying to get things done. If I am not going to be a fully operational unit, I ought to develop the good manners to stay safely ignorable - stumble off to the shower, or sit and stare into nothingness over a bowl of cereal or something.
Mornings like this, I later regret not having enough sense (or at least enough ingrained habit) to not try. When I can barely forge cogent declarative sentence (or grok one spoken to me) is not a good moment to attempt to make someone else's life easier. If I am lucky, I'll be amusingly ineffective as the house's big sleepy teddy bear. (Aww, isn't he cute!) But there's the strong possibility that my ineffectiveness will not be amusing, as it'll get in the way of the real business of getting out the door on a busy modern morning.
Aside from failing to help with activities, there's communication. My shambling mind is absolutely abysmal at processing incoming stuff. And I somehow get the impression that I have something constructive to add, when really, I don't. But I'll persist in trying, and manage to muddy any water put before me.
This all must be intensely frustrating for someone fully awake and trying to get things done. If I am not going to be a fully operational unit, I ought to develop the good manners to stay safely ignorable - stumble off to the shower, or sit and stare into nothingness over a bowl of cereal or something.
