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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)

Comments

  1. ...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.

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  2. ...I count how many hours of sleep I could potentially get should I fall asleep now....now....okayyy....NOW!

    (My Sunday Starters debut!)

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  3. ... 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.)

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  4. 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.

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  5. I realize that I have 15 minutes to leave the house

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  6. ... I smile to myself at thought that I'm about to fall asleep as other's are just waking up

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  7. Anonymous2:36 AM

    ...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...)

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  8. ...I put my book down and gasp, is it really that time!!!

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