So I thought I'd recount the routine I normally adhere to when on a rather tighter agenda.
6:00: My alarm rings. I fumble around the bed clothes for my phone and turn it back off. I used to set an alarm at Five, just so I could turn it off in the knowledge that I could have another hours sleep. Throughout the year my motivation deteriorates, till I reach the point when I just don't set them any more.
6:15: A second alarm rings. I turn it off.
6:45: I check the time on my phone again...just five more minutes...
7:00: Acknowledge that I really should get up now and turn on Radio 1 as I reluctantly get out of bed.
'7:00 am the usual morning line up’ ...
For some reason I now have tangled in my head!
I wish my mornings were that productive.
For some reason I now have tangled in my head!
I wish my mornings were that productive.
7:15: Go to the bathroom to clean my teeth, but my sister is already in there.
7:25: Clean my teeth
7:28: Realise that my tights are laddered so try and find another pair
7:30: Get in the car
7: 35: Wait in car, someone always forget something...
7: 45: Finally leave.
7:10 Arrive at the station having just missed the quiet train.
7:11: Wait on the Platform, shivering, whilst waiting for the train to arrive.
7:25: Get on the train.
7:26: Turn on my ipod to try and drown out the sniffy commuter sitting next to me, without it being too loud so I am that annoying person with the music that everyone else can hear!
7:30: ...
8:27: Arrive at my stop.
8:27: Arrive at my stop.
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