Another day begins...

Is it just me, or is it always this hard to get up in the mornings? Somehow it seemed easier to get up when I had no job, and no reason to rise, except my husband's heading to work at 6 each morning. Now, I can barely convince myself to get up and out of the house before 8. A slight problem, since I should be at work by then. mmm... maybe it's the job...