Something's wrong with me. I got up this morning at 5:45 without an alarm clock. It gave me an opportunity to verify what people over the years have told me about getting up at 6.
Rosy sky - check
Gentle breeze - check
Wafts of fragrant wind - check
Totally refreshed and cheery person - do NOT check
I am not refreshed, and I'm certainly not cheery. Nada. Not by a long shot. Can I please go back to sleeping effortlessly through 6 am...and 7 am ... maybe even 8?
And to top it all my car music cds have gone with RBs car to Delhi. So I borrowed a couple from my residual roommate (snigger if he reads this he's going to kill me - this makes him sound like something leftover which is not true). Surprisingly even after staying with him for so long I did not realise how poles apart our music tastes are. So this morning I came listening to Backstreet Boys, Boyzone, Spice Girls and before I slammed my music system off, Jennifer Lopez crooning to 'Waitin' for Tonight' AAARGGHHH
Raise your hands all those who think I need a new flatmate!