Thank my beautiful slave women for gently waking me as the alarm gets louder they disappear and I hit the alarm realizing I'm not the King of the world being tended to by beautiful slave women.
Takes me about an hour and a half to wake up.
First thing I do in the morning is get a cup of coffee with lots of sugar and no cream, then I head straight to the smoke room. Nobody talks to me before I get that first cup of coffee in me as I'm like a grump grizzly bear who just got up from hibernation.
Once I've finished that first cup and had a few smokes I head back and get another mug-o-coffee then I get to spend a few hours on the computer, catching up on CB and facebook (my family is on it. We don't call each other unless there is an emergency, so fb is our main mode of communication. Hehe)
Second cup finished? Yes! And like clockwork it is time to head to the throne! Lol
15 minutes and I'm 5lbs later it is time to shower.
Once all of that is covered, it's time for 12 hours of work.
Rinse and repeat 14 times and you have my whole rotation.
When I first wake up I just lay there staring into thin air for about 10 minutes lol.
Then I check my texts and look at my missed calls, then I check twitter & CB.
Then I got take a leak, shower, brush my teeth, wash my face, then eat breakfast while checking my favorite blogs.
*sighs* A day in the life of a teen waiting for the next semester of college to start. Lol.
Grab my phone, spend forever in the bathroom. Then take a shower. Go lay in bed and read some Reddit for about 30 min, Then get dressed and go to work.
That's my usual schedule.
Except on Sunday. Then it's sleep as long as I can and who knows what's next....
Normal morning is hit snooze on BB 4-8 times (depending).
As that is happening I pray that my chihuahua doesn't decide to wake up and bounce on my bladder as she says 'Good Morning!'.
Then if all is well, I grab my BB, check for messages, check the DailyWord, NHC website, Beweather, Daily Bible devotional and then I use the ladies room. By then regular alarm clock starts it's clatter.
If it's not normal morning, grab BB as I sprint to ladies room, cuz she used my bladder as trampoline.
Half the time I beat the alarm by a minute and get to turn it off before that hateful noise comes out. I sit up on the side of the bed and stand up before I fall back down and go back to sleep. Stumble towards the bathroom with at least one or two caroms off doorways and walls enroute, always leaning forward so as to not impede forward progress. Head on wall to help remain vertical, I reach in and start the shower. While it's warming up I turn on the light and squint my eyes at the intrusion into my still asleep brain and step on the scale. I've learned I can lean a certain way and "lose" about a pound, at least temporarily, so that helps with the demeanor of the day. Since balance isn't always at full capacity just yet, the "lean" lean sometimes ends less than gracefully. Satisfied that last night's burrito azada didn't over compensate my adjustable scale too much, it's off to the shower. Any further would just be tmi...