Sunday Confessional: Will Tomorrow Be a Good Morning, America?

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I begin each weekday as most moms do... getting the kiddies ready for school or daycare, making sure backpacks are stocked with homework and signed school documents, lunches packed, yadda yadda yadda.  Along for the ride on my daily routine are my four best friends: Diane, Robin, Chris, and Sam.  I cannot begin the day without them.  Their voices (as well as the four-note chime of their theme song) are a natural alarm clock (Yes, the television is already on.  Silence would render me in a never-waking coma.  The first of four alarms (set in 15 min increments) goes off at 6:15am and on goes the TV).  When I hear them, it's time to get up.  Well, wake up, anyway.

Diane and Robin start off the conversation, just giving the run-down of the rest of our "morning meeting".  I'm only marginally conscious at this time but they know I'm listening.  Then Chris gives us "the news" and a whole lotta quick-witted commentary with it.  Both eyes are open at this point and in some cases, I'm sitting up because he's laughed me awake.  By the time Sam tells me how I need to dress the kids, I know I should be waking them up too.   They continue to serenade me through my morning routine that is perfectly timed by their segments and commercial coffee breaks.  We even leave my house at the same time.

You can imagine my shock when the "mother" of our little family, Diane, announces she's leaving us to be on the "Dinner-Time Team".  Diane, you know I am no good at dinner!  Of course, she thinks this may help me but I am not so confident.  I realize this is a fantastic opportunity for her but the news for me is still bittersweet.  Being the good friends...family...we are, we spent the majority of the week reflecting on our time together in tearful tribute.  It wasn't too bad.  After all, I still had Robin, Chris, and Sam, right?

Just when I could finally get through a morning without crying through a Diane tribute, Chris drops a bomb on us!  He's moving to the late-shift!  I may not get to see him at all!  (unless of course he's talking about something of interest to me)  He barely got out the whole sentence before I began to sob.  

Two of you in the same week?! That's just beyond cruel!  What are you people trying to do to me?!  I need you to begin my day like I need air!  We have a system...a unique order to things and you're screwing it up with your ladder-climbing ambitions!  I mean, seriously?! Do I mean anything to you at all?  It just does not work without you!  Don't you get that?  All four of you...together...are an amazing combination.  You fit together like puzzle pieces and run like a well-oiled machine.  Individually, you are forces to be reckoned with, no doubt...but together...really, there are no words for the magic you bring.  I feel like a kid who's parents just announced their divorce.  Granted I know its not that serious... you're not really going anywhere just changing the time that I can see you and well, we just wont all be together the way we used to.  (Okay, see, that does sound like a divorce, right? Ugh!)

I'm a little worried about tomorrow morning.  I have no doubt that Robin and Sam can hold it down but somehow, it just won't be the same.   It's a good thing I've made friends with some of the folks that you have brought over a few times, like Juju, Kate, Ron, George, Claire, Marisol, and Bill.  They're a part of the family and I could deal with them on a daily basis.   I just don't think I could take somebody completely new, you know?  There is a certain chemistry between you all that I have come to really love.  Somebody new would just bust it all up!   And I absolutely REFUSE to start my day with any of the other "teams" that are out there!  They just don't do it for me.  They don't take care of me like you do!

Well, Robin and Sam...unless you are bringing the others, it's just us holding it down in the morning.  Business as usual, right?  We can do it!  Oh and Robin,  my rock, my idol, my sister... if you announce that you're leaving anytime soon, I'm coming to New York to personally kick your ass!  See you tomorrow!


UPDATE: Since writing this post, I have learned that Juju and George will be joining us in the mornings from now on. And I'm okay with that.