Confessions of a Chatterbox by Abigail Davies

Author:Abigail Davies [Davies, Abigail]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abigail Davies

I wasn’t a morning person. Anyone who knew me would tell you this. I was the stay-in-bed-until-the-last-moment-possible kind of person. The one who would set fifteen alarms five minutes apart to try and trick myself into thinking I was getting a lie-in. It was a real problem being a non-morning-person. People who rolled out of bed with a smile on their face and pep in their step were obviously high on morning sunshine or something.

I was not one of those people.

So, when my alarm went off at 7 a.m.—the same as it had for the last four days so I could make it to my lectures on time—I fully intended to hit snooze on that baby and sleep until at least 10 a.m. What really happened was my body sang, “Get up, El,” and I actually listened.

I had a small smile on my face as I trudged my way out of my room and to the bathroom, and as soon as I saw it in the reflection, I wanted to punch the shit out of my own face. This wasn’t me, and all I could conclude was somebody had taken over my body while I was asleep and replaced me with a morning person.

Or maybe I was dreaming.

I pinched my arm and grimaced from the slight sting. Ow. Definitely not dreaming.

I went about my usual morning routine which consisted of brushing my teeth, having a wash, and getting ready for my workday. As today was all about my freelance business I was trying to teach the college kids about, it meant all I did was grab my laptop and notebook.

One thing I made sure to tell my students was the work uniform they could wear. We lived in an age of people earning a living while sitting on their bed or sofa in their pajamas. Wasn’t it just the greatest thing ever? I got comfortable in the spot on the sofa nearest the window, wiggling my ass, crossing my legs, and placing my laptop over my knees. I knew once I opened it that I wouldn’t close it for hours on end.

Jeffery came downstairs and left after greeting me with a pepped-up, “Morning.” Then JJ came down, dressed in his usual dark jeans and T-shirt. He sat at the table on his own while eating cereal, looked over at me when he finished, and promptly left the house. This had been the usual routine for over a week now, and it felt so normal as if I were meant to be here all along.

Once JJ had left, I was home alone. I could never think about being at home on my own without imagining me setting traps for burglars and having an epic kind of day. I didn’t have time for that today though, so I hoped they stayed away. I’d been seriously neglecting my own business, and I’d only been teaching at the college for a few weeks. I obviously needed to get my balance right, but honestly, who actually managed to do that? I imagined I was sitting on a see-saw.

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