Did it happen again today?

Did it happen again today?

Sometimes I wonder if getting up early is necessary, especially on weekends.  My brain fights me, telling me, “it’s the weekend, it’s okay to sleep in a little!”, and my gut tries to scream louder that “you will regret it if you sleep in even 5 minutes later than normal!”. And every day, it’s a constant struggle of back and forth. Who’s gonna win?  I’m always weighing the pros and cons of each, even though I just KNOW the right answer for me. I know that waking up early is ALWAYS the best idea, is always what I SHOULD do, is always what will make me happiest in the end. But every day, I still weigh the pros and cons. Every day I still have someone or something telling me it’s OKAY to go the other way. Every morning I sleep in even 5 minutes later than normal, I regret it. Every time.  Every morning that I let my head win over my gut, I regret it. Every morning when I turn my alarm off and roll over for “5 more minues” (that turn into 60 or more), I regret it. Because I know that, for me, I NEED to be awake early. I NEED that silent, private time in the morning, whether it’s the weekend or a weekday, it doesn’t matter. I know that when I wake up early, I accomplish more, I have lots of time with my journal (which shapes the way my day ends up), I have more time with my money work (which allows me to bring in more), I have more time with my...