My alarm clock sounds of at 2:30 a.m. every weekday morning and it has for the last 20 years of my life! At first I thought it was a family curse. I’m the daughter of a dairy farmer, in fact farming dates back for hundreds of years in my family. Just like my father, grandfather and great grandfather did – I wake up in the wee hours of the morning.
The only difference – Instead of milking cows – I read a television prompter as part of my job as a morning news anchor.”
Yes, it’s a job that sounds more glamorous than tugging on the teats of bovines, but remember a herd of cattle won’t judge – cows don’t care what you look like under the microscope of a high definition camera lens or if you stumble over every word that is ‘uttered’.
And, unlike my male family members who are all too familiar with the graveyard shift, I don’t have someone to cook my meals, raise my children or clean the house. I’m one of 20-million Americans who work crazy hours while trying to juggle life. I’m hoping by writing this blog I can get to know many of you and compare notes on how to get it all done.