The Posh Paw Blog

Are you more of a night or morning person?

Darling, let’s be clear: I am not a morning person.
Nor am I particularly enchanted by the night.

I exist, gloriously, in the golden mediocrity of midday.

People who wake at 5AM to meditate, journal, juice kale and run a 10K? I admire you. From afar. Like one admires glaciers or ancient Greek marathons — impressive, majestic, and absolutely not for me.

And the night owls — bless them — romanticising moonlight and creative insomnia, typing away at 2AM like tortured geniuses? I’ve tried. I end up staring at a half-written sentence for 40 minutes and then ordering socks online I forget about until they arrive three days later.

No.
I’m a midday marvel. A 12:17 PM goddess. That sweet spot when the coffee’s finally worked, my inbox has been swatted into submission, and I can string a sentence together that doesn’t sound like it was written by a Victorian ghost.

That’s when the magic happens.
That’s when I remember who I am, what I do, and why this cardigan must be dry-clean only.

So am I a morning person or a night person?

Neither.
I’m a just-after-lunch person — with an oat latte and a to-do list scribbled on the back of a receipt I absolutely needed to keep.

Stay fabulous,
Luce 💋