I have a solid morning routine that I’m apprehensive to tweak, even if that means forgoing my three free Tea Monger teabags. You don’t just tamper willy nilly with such a tried and true formula as mine. Wake up, snooze, wake up again, snooze again, finally roll out of bed once 80 year old neighbors begin yelling at the early morning commercials, shower, laugh at the thought of shaving, stick head out window to check weather, remember I work from home, flip a coin to decide whether or not to get dressed, brew the first of 10 cups of coffee, start working, and finally have friend call at noon to make sure I didn’t go back to bed.
See! Pretty darn close to perfection if you ask me.