Getting up in the morning used to be a joy for me. I would sit up in bed and be awake and ready to go in less than a minute. These days with old age and emphysema, waking up and getting to the point where I can breathe well enough to make it to the coffee pot, is a real draining, tiresome event. I don't wake up grouchy, but I do take a while getting my stuff together. But it's a blessing that my better half is always there to help and motivate me. Gotta love life if you have a good wife.
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