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RE: What do you do in the morning? - mothered - 05-06-2016

I'm pretty much the same as yourself.

The very first thing I do when I awake, Is go on my systems. My home network Is powered up 24/7, so everything Is sitting where It left off the night before. When I'm In my bedroom on one particular PC, although they're networked, I still Remote Desktop to my other PCs- just for the sake of not physically assessing them whilst In bed. At times, the latency of the Remote Desktop connection (within my Internal network) Isn't the best, but I still manage.

My day continues this way (with breaks to eat, shower etc) right through until around 4am. And then I start over again.


RE: What do you do in the morning? - Typo - 05-10-2016

My usual weekday ritual:

Wake up
Drink water (important)
Do some Pull-ups
Take ice-cold shower
Brush my teeth
Drink more
Get my clothes on
Eat
Chill a bit and then go to school


RE: What do you do in the morning? - typhoid - 05-10-2016

i come to the sudden realization that while another day has passed nothing has changed


RE: What do you do in the morning? - pvnk - 05-11-2016

I log on to this forum to congratulate all sorts of members on their inspiring achievements.


RE: What do you do in the morning? - BurritoBeans - 05-11-2016

I do too much crap and then wonder why I can't keep my head straight in the morning...

-Alarm beeps at me at 5:00 AM so I roll off the side of my bed
-Get off the floor, find the clothes for the day, and lay them out on the bed
-Walk over to the shower, throw it on whatever since I don't feel like remembering which way is warm, and hope that it doesn't burn or freeze me
-Get out of the shower, put those clothes on, and find my stupid glasses since they like to move around
-Walk down the stairs and get something to eat, usually eggs or cereal and a glass of milk or water unless I feel like having something nice in which case I'll make whatever food sounds good
-Walk outside to feel how warm it is, this in the winter usually is a bad idea but I still do it
IF WINTER:
-Run back inside to grab boots, gloves, a hat, and a carhartt (Preferably a quilted one)
-Check the depth of the snow in the driveway, if it's up to my ankle (Which is 99% of the time, usually a lot higher) then I'll get the snowblower out and clear the driveway.
-Clean the snow off of the windows of the cars
-Scrape any ice off the windows
-End of "IF WINTER" stuff-
-Walk back inside and turn on the TV and see what junk is on the news, then see the weather after I checked it with my body
-Check the bird and frog because they probably want something
-Find my stuff, which equals to my binders for school stuff, the oboe and all the non knife related tools for reeds in case I need it for band, a deck of MTG cards or five, my card binder in case people want to trade, and anything for the homeroom D&D group that meets for an hour every morning
-Get the shoes 'n stuff on
-Get to school

Probably too much detail, but that's just the bare minimum for the morning so yeah.


RE: What do you do in the morning? - NyappyRizaki - 05-11-2016

I wake up, let my dog out, and take a shower. Then drink a Coke or eat something and get myself fully awoke.


RE: What do you do in the morning? - GateK33per - 05-11-2016

- 4am wake up
- Make a number 2
- Shower
- Say a prayer
- Love my car
- Leave for work
- Touch random things
- Another number 2
- Come home
- Thank my car

Repetitive daily routine, except weekends when I love my car some more


RE: What do you do in the morning? - XltSystem - 05-11-2016

I wake up -
Let my morning glory relax a little-
Drink some water-
Take a shower-
Get changed-
Eat breakfast-
School-


RE: What do you do in the morning? - Skullmeat - 05-11-2016

I usually get up, power on my PC, and grab soda or coffee, then take a shower and get dressed.


RE: What do you do in the morning? - Wildfire - 05-11-2016

The alarm goes off. Bleary-eyed, I look over to my alarm clock, a 1980s model Sony "Dream Machine", the same alarm clock my father used before me, the hand-me-down that has been thrown off numerous nightstands in numerous states. The trusty clock informs me it is 5:00 AM.
When 2+2 is equal to 4, I am very tired. I press snooze 4 times and push the clock off the nightstand, as per usual.
6:00 AM; Shit, running out of time. In a desperate panic I get up and reset the alarm clock, placing it back onto my nightstand.
I stumble over to the bathroom adjacent to my bedroom. 5 out of 6 times, I will just sit on the floor for 10 minutes, trying to regain my bearings and composure. Eventually satisfied by my meditation, I stand, which usually throws me off balance and makes me lean upon the counter. After a few long and drawn out breaths, I begin to brush my teeth, wash my face, and dry myself.
By this time it is 6:15 AM. The time is closing in, and I haven't completed my mental morning checklist. Shit! Every single day, the same story. Why should I even be surprised? I've felt this panic for years, yet it always surprises me I'm running late. It's more likely that a fairy @Customer would come down on my house and drop piles of anime smut DVDs on my awning, than it is for me to be on time.
Shaking aside this momentary panic, I go to my closet and stare. Internally, I wonder to myself why I don't buy more clothes. Truth be told, I'm just lazy and I hate shopping. I have 7 different pants, and 15 different shirts. Some quick multiplication tells me that there are 105 different combinations I can use. So, I have one outfit to cover 29% of the year, which is okay. This is how I justify not shopping for clothes. But never do I sequentially wear the same outfit twice, for some reason. It's just forbidden in my internal judgement system. A simple compromise is that I add 3 sweatshirts to the mix, multiplying the amount of combinations by 4 (No sweatshirt, sweatshirt #1, sweatshirt #2, sweatshirt #3.) This brings the amount of possible combinations to 420, which is more than enough for the entire year. It also allows for plenty of unused combinations that I can save for special occasions.
After I get dressed, I prepare my bag, grabbing my beat up laptop charger, and unwavering workhorse of a laptop, that has suffered years of abuse, shoving both into the abyss of one of the compartments. Snug, I realize I'm hungry.
But I have to leave! It's already 6:25, and I need to be at my stop at 6:30. Hurriedly, I grab some assorted food and shove it into my bag. "This will do," I say to myself.
Time slows down, I charge out of the door at full speed, sprinting to my stop, which is a total of three blocks from my home. Panting and leaning over, usually with my neighbors looking at me in mild amusement, I stand straight and check my phone. 6:28 or 6:29, depending on how much energy I had this morning, and how much I wagered I could lose.
Similarly to a metronome on perfect rhythm, the clock strikes 6:30 and the bus immediately wraps around the corner.
A 25-minute bus ride later, I am in front of my place of education, a beautifully designed high school, with a repulsingly non-caring student base, which occasionally includes myself.
I get to my first period classroom, which is usually empty, as everyone else mingles with their companions in the halls before the beginning of class. Seeing no point in this charade, as my friends cluster around me in my first period, I always head into the classroom early. There is only one other person there usually, a quiet booky student, or nobody at all.
I set up my laptop on my desk, connecting its charger to the nearest wall socket. I also produce the food I had hurriedly packed before my way out the door. Sitting down, bags under my eyes, drained of energy, and having a six hour day ahead of me, as per the usual, I begin to eat my food and browse Sinisterly, taking solace in the fact that I had at least completed my daily goal of arriving to learn.