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Sunday Starters #6

I lack perseverance, and last week's starter didn't get much action. But I will continue and hope that maybe the rest of the world was as busy as I was this past week.

For this week:

When I roll over and look at the clock...

From last week's post:

It wouldn't have made any difference if...
...she'd picked the top bunk or the bottom bunk. Either way, this was going to be a miserable week at camp.

(bonus points goes to anyone who knows the song that starter came from)


MLW said…
...I wonder how much longer can I stay in bed and still get ready in time!
Sorry I did not post in you last starter but it just did not resonate with me. Could not think of what to say.
Vanessa said…
...I count how many hours of sleep I could potentially get should I fall asleep!

(My Sunday Starters debut!)
Mindy said…
... groan, turn off the 1st alarm, fall back asleep, get woken up by the 2nd alarm, turn it off, fall back asleep, get woken up by the 3rd alarm by which I actually have to get up or else I'd be in big trouble.

(My clock is my cell phone and rather than using snooze, I just set 3 alarms 10 min apart. I don't know why I do this but it works. I know, I'm bizarre.)
Laura J said…
I think I hate getting up at an hour that starts with a 5. Then I wonder what wild and crazy stuff I'll see and do at my wild and crazy job. Perhaps I should watch the morning news and see what the folks have been up to overnight.
shellieos said…
I realize that I have 15 minutes to leave the house
J.r. Fisher said…
... I smile to myself at thought that I'm about to fall asleep as other's are just waking up
Anonymous said…
...I somehow convince myself that the morning routine that take me 45 minutes every other day can definitely be done in 36 minutes today. (My snooze is 9 minutes...)
MLW said…
...I put my book down and gasp, is it really that time!!!

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