Tuesday

I usually leave my apartment by 6:38.

Yesterday I woke up at 6:32.

Being a champion, I made it out the door in about 7 minutes. Didn't even have time to pee. I left the house looking a mess, with my hair still in the braid I slept in. I prioritized brushing my teeth.

I put deodorant on while I was at the stoplight, which is difficult with a seat belt on. And I didn't even get any deodorant stains on my shirt.

I clocked in at 6:54. Dang, I'm good.