Ah, the sound of silence

I hate mornings. No bones about it, it is the worst time of day. I cringe if I hear an alarm clock or my kids stirring before 7am. However, on a day like today I absolutely revel in the morning silence. I'm sure it has something to do with the fact I don't have to normally get up and get dressed for work. But, today I got up at 4am and took my dad to the airport.
I love having the freeway to myself - the quiet hum of my wheels on the road and soft music - not Veggie Tales - playing in the background. It's always a little chilly this early in the morning so I can bundle up in a cozy sweatshirt and turn the heat on in the car so it is nice and cozy. No one looks good this early in the morning so I don't have to do my hair or put make up on and I still feel prepared to face the world at this hour.
I feel self indulgent on mornings like this, so on the way back I stopped and got a mocha at Starbucks and snuck (sneaked??) back into the house to fiddle on the internet and watch the TV I want to watch before the Stinky and the Red Beast awaken. I probably should go back to bed and get rested for the day, but this time seems precious and I want to soak in the silence. Ahhh...