Good Morning

So I wake up at 5:30am to the sound of Chip talking as if it were daytime on the phone.  I go in there and ask him to keep his voice down that it's 5:30am.

Since I'm up I might as well stay up to try to change my sleeping habits so when I get my bike stuff I can start leaving the house at 6am (or when the sun comes up) to ride my bike for exercise.  It's easier when it's this early, there is no traffic to dodge to get to Beach Park.  Now of course when I leave there to go home there will be traffic.  But that's fine by me.

So, I go to make breakfast, a bagel with margarine on it, and Chip asks are you making breakfast?  I say yes, he asks what I'm making and I say bagel with margarine.  He says can you make me one with cinnamon sugar on top?  I say ok.  I start making the bagel and realize there is barely enough margarine to spread onto 1 half of a bagel.  I tell him that and he says ok, just put it on 1 half and cinnamon sugar then put cinnamon sugar dry on the other half.  It's been sitting on his stomach on the plate for the last 15 min because he's still chit chatting on the phone and not being able to eat.  I on the other hand have to wait until 7:30am now for the milk man to bring me some more margarine so I may have my bagel that I tried to make at 5:30am.

So much for a good morning.