I’ve never been an early riser… in fact, waking up more than half an hour before my first class or the start of my shift has always seemed like a waste of my precious sleeping time. I’d rather get ready in ten minutes than lose twenty minutes’ worth of sleep.
This trait has been something I have carried with me since early childhood, only back then I had a much more regulated sleeping pattern and by 7am my desire to sleep had been fulfilled.
Luckily, a 7am wake up coincided perfectly with Cheez TV’s daily showing Digimon. On rainy afternoons I would run three blocks home to make sure I was in the lounge-room in time to watch Art Attack, Babar, Feral TV and Daria. On Friday evenings mum worked and Nan would sit in the lounge-room with me and read a book while I engrossed myself in Sabrina the Teenage Witch. We went to the video shop on Saturdays and I would rent whichever Mary-Kate and Ashley DVDs were available for hire that weekend. Through the week my Nan would record Rugrats, Hey! Arnold, Johnson & Friends and Madeline on VHS so I could watch my favourite episodes over and over again – which I did.