Random Thoughts: Plight of the Evening Person

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I am NOT a “morning person.” 

As we prepare to go into the dark, deepness of winter (and I allude, of course, to those of us who are living in the Northern hemisphere), I’m reminded of the number of people who actually don’t, or who are unable to set their “inner time clocks” to coincide with the vast majority of folks who consider themselves to be morning/daytime people.  

You know who you are

Now, please take no offense, my dear readers, if you are in this bright-eyed, bushy-tailed group. I realize you most likely jump out of a warm, snuggly bed at 5:00 a.m. each morning, and greet the day smiling and full of energy. So eager to start your day with a morning jog or trip to the local gym before a full day of work. And, with my blessings, more power to you!

Grumpy Childhood

For those of you who are my regular readers, you’ve probably picked up on the fact that I am NOT a “morning person.” Yes, years and years ago I had to get up in the wee hours of the morning to go to school, and attend to chores on my parents’ large farm on the weekends and in the summer months. And believe me, I was not a happy camper! Oh, yes, grumpy was my middle name until the afternoon hours rolled around. 

The Joys of the Evening Shift

Then, after high school, I got a job that had shift work. I was initially offered the morning/day shift schedule. Now, I’m a bold, speaks-up-for herself type of lady, so I didn’t hesitate to ask if I could be put on the second/late afternoon schedule. You could have heard a pin drop in the boss’s office at my request. I thought I had made a major goof-up, and that the job offer was going to be rescinded. But, what happened was the boss started laughing, and said that it was practically unheard of for a young person to want to be working from four p.m. until midnight! I could sleep until 11:00 a.m. I never get sleepy until 3:30 or 4:00 in the morning. It was the perfect shift, and for so many reasons. Most of the stress comes from all the bosses and company “big wigs” hanging around the work place during morning/daylight shifts. In the late afternoon/evening the atmosphere is more relaxed, and the production expected was less than on the morning shift. And we did get paid for our half hour lunch break. (Of course, it was really dinner at 7:30 p.m.) Oh, did I mention the afternoon shift was paid more than the morning shift, too! Nice little perk. 

The Less than Joyous Aspects

I would be remiss, however, if I didn’t mention the negatives of being an afternoon/evening person in a world governed mostly by morning folks. The very early morning sanitation truck picking up the garbage, road crews out with jackhammers and rumbling asphalt trucks laying new pavement at the ridiculous hour of nine a.m., and so on and so forth. I had once said to my youngest daughter that it would be great to live in a community that was run on a schedule that coincided with those of us who were operating on a different internal “time clock” than the majority of people in the world — No resident could cut their grass until 2:00 p.m. No road repairs until afternoon. Etc. But, I guess we do what we can by scheduling our doctor appointments for after 1:00 p.m., or shop late in the evening when the stores are nearly empty and we don’t have to fight the crowds.   

I hope this article resonated with at least a few of my readers. I know scientists say we all have circadian rhythms that regulate us internally like a “time clock.” I, for one, like my internal clock exactly where it’s set. 

Together, let’s age boldly,

Bernadette

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