A few weeks ago, Paul and I were watching an episode of How I Met Your Mother where Ted, the main character, is eating his first plate of bacon ever. He's obsessed and hovering over it like a wild animal; not letting anyone take the plate away and unwilling to share.
Mostly joking, Paul turned to me and asked, "did you feel that way when you first had bacon?"
I laughed because while I love bacon, no, I absolutely did not. I told Paul I couldn't think of any sort of food that I would guard so intently and claim as all mine.
Time went by and I kept thinking on it and finally realized what I do feel that way about - my mornings. I am obsessed with the brief time I get to sit quietly each morning. Of course, I also love the rare days where Paul doesn't have to work and we get that time together as a family, but I wake up early on weekdays to be sure I get those minutes just for me.
I LOVE THEM. Mornings are my bacon, for sure. I am so enjoying thinking about them and sharing a photo everyday on Instagram. The 45 photos throughout this post are from the past two months.
Read my first post about this project here.
