Every day I wake up early.
I wish I had more time to sleep. I wish I got more sleep. Hot shower and trying to get up fast. Shower, brush my teeth, get dry (not that much point, since it was raining), pick up my clothes for the day (I never get to pick them in the previous night...), comb my hair and put cologne. Take out the trash and run to the bus.
Today I got a record 15-min preparation, which included all the steps. I had turned off the alarm because I was planning on working from home on Friday. I just assumed it was on for Monday. It wasn't. I got to wake up by myself still on good period.
Lucky me (...)
Perhaps if I woke up by 9, I would be forced to work from home, would get a better sleep, would dry myself more patiently, would take time to pick good clothes, or new combinations, would get a more attractive hair style.
From a theatrical standpoint, I would perhaps waste more time, though.
Lucky me (?)
Then again,
It's only Monday.
4 more mornings to survive.
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