Sleep

I don't think I'm exaggerating to say that I've been struggling with getting up in the morning ever since the day I moved to Montana. I'm not sure why, but getting up has just seemed harder. At first I blamed it on the room we were staying in at Skip and Mary's. There weren't any windows, and it was dark anyway, so waking up in the dark felt like the middle of the night. However, it's still hard, and room has an east-facing window. Granted, the sun doesn't even make it over the hills before 8:00 these days, but still, I find it odd how difficult it's been. Then there have seemed to be more late nights since we've moved here. We're out, generally 3-4 nights a week, and many times more. Maybe it just takes more rest to catch up when one is out late that often. Still, we do make it to bed by 11:00 most nights.

The bottom line is I'm just not sure what's making it more difficult. I never struggled like this in either Moses Lake or Concrete. The only thing I can figure that makes sense is that we are struggling to re-acclimated to the mountains and the shadows they cause after six years of flat-lander living. I am fascinated by it from an outside-looking-in kind of way, but annoyed from a personal standpoint, as I really want to get up early and spend time with God. I'll keep working on my acclimation. I wonder if the Pauls are struggling with anything similar, or if they are as close to the mountains as we are. I think they are that close, so I wonder.