I wake up.
Refresh the socks from the night before…fold my bed and tuck it away.
Make a smoothie, an electrolyte water, and find clothes for little man.
Turn the TV on for the last ten minutes of old toons. And pack the lunch for my son. Load the backpack with the smoothie and water for the Mrs.
Wait.
Leave it to Beaver comes on and she still is getting ready, so you wait. And wait.
Then I take out the backpack after getting a hoodie on the boy and getting his bag on his back and hoist the backpack to the jeep and load it. Load the boy. Give a kiss.
Sign I love you and say goodbye!
This is my morning and the entire time my legs and back are screaming. Screaming. Screaming.
Cest La Vie
Nosce Te Ipsum
‘Know thy self’
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