I am not a morning person...

I try desperately to be a cheerful, chipper morning person and generally fail miserably. Today is a perfect example. I leave home around 6am to take a train into Chicago from the suburbs for work. Today I got into my car, noting the things I was grateful for, simple things - the birds singing, being on time, getting a good parking spot in the commuter lot... and as I drive I notice the beautiful glimmers of the sun as it rises, shining on the undersides of the leaves, giving a gorgeous golden glow to the trees. I'm nearly glowing myself with joy in the moment. It's a glorious morning. At this point I've been in the car approximately 3 minutes.  And as I round the curve in the road, the sun, which seconds before was the object of beautiful adoration for the artful way it was playing in the trees - is now scalding my eyes with brightness. I immediately feel like a vampire about to burst into spontaneous combustion. AAaaaaaah! So much for my chipper, cheerful morning. I now spend the rest of my drive stretching my neck to keep my eyes shielded by the ever too small sun visor. It's nearly useless, the sun is rising and is at the bottom of my windshield not the top. Gratefully I am not a member of the immortal undead and did not burst into flame. I need to remember my sunglasses tomorrow. Needless to say, I did make it to the train in one piece. But the uber cheerful chipper morning person was sadly cremated by the sunshine. She was replaced by headphone wearing, non-social, sleep on the train girl. Tomorrow is another day...

XO, Goldie

P.S. It was a beautiful morning - the local traffic reporter, Roz Varon posted this picture taken by Chopper7 HD on her Facebook page. Thanks for sharing Roz!