The birds are chirping, the sun is shining, and it’s another day filled with so much potential and opportunities to seize. And while we’d like to consider ourselves morning people, waking up is really hard to do–and somedays, that’s only half the battle.
In fact, we’d love to know what it’s like to wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy, because usually the only thing we feel once the alarm clock goes off is rage. The thought of having to leave the house most days is actually anger-inducing.
While there are a million reasons why we should be dragging ourselves out from under the covers (for example, there’s a lot of pizza to be eaten out there), there’s one good reason why we shouldn’t: it’s. so. comfy.
After hitting the snooze button at least seven times, it’s finally time to rise and grind….
And so the process of getting ready begins. We’ve got juuuust enough time for a quick shower.
Now that we’re all fresh and clean, it’s time to tackle the most daunting task of the day: figuring out what to wear.
A responsible adult would’ve already had their outfit picked out the night before, but nope, not us. So then we realize…..
As we try on everything in our closet, despair sets in.
Everything we try on is wrong. wrong. wrong.
And we decide we’ll just have to settle.
Sweatpants it is. Now onto the hair.
Looks like it’s going to be another bad hair day. Better throw on a hat and keep it moving, because we’re running out of time.
It’s time to put our face on! Lip gloss? Poppin’.
Mascara? Check.
And the eyeliner–we’re off to a good start…..
But then it’s nearly impossible to perfect the other eye, so we just…..
And then we look at the clock–oh no, we’re running late!
We get outside, and then we realize: It’s fucking Saturday.
Well alrighty then. Back to bed we go.
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