It’s 6:00 a.m, the alarm is buzzing in your ear and it’s time for the games to begin. You run down to the kitchen, throw the coffee on and start running around the house waking everyone up. Back to the kitchen to put the bread in the toaster and pour the milk over the cereal. The shower starts in the bathroom and the fight is on – “ HURRY UP – it’s my turn!” bang bang bang. “I need to get in there too!” bang bang bang.
Up the stairs you go, break up the fight and start the bathroom line moving. You promise faithfully that some day soon you will build another bathroom in the house, but for today, everyone needs to get along. Damn – is that the toast burning?
Back downstairs to the kitchen, scrape the black off the toast and onto the table it goes. It’s now 6:30 a.m., you have a splitting headache and you just want to go back to bed. Unfortunately, you have a meeting at 8:00 a.m. with your biggest client and you know that the pile of paper on your desk could kill someone if it ever collapsed. Deep sigh.
It’s your turn in the bathroom and you now have 20 minutes to get ready and out the door, if you dry shave your legs and let your bangs hang down to cover your unplucked eyebrows, you should be able to make it. There’s not a minute to waste. You run out the door, screaming good-bye to everyone as you throw on your shoes. Out the driveway you fly just in time to hit the traffic jam that will allow you to crawl all the way to work.
It’s only 7:15 a.m. Imagine what 2:30 is going to be like