Hannah Banana’s New Weekly Schedule
5:30 A.M. Cross my fingers on being able to wake up. I mean it. I am one of those people who sleeps dead through eight alarms. My body wakes up when it wants to wake up. Need to wake up and mentally prepare for the day. Ha! As if… Need the coffee. Need to feel pretty and dolled up so I don’t want to crawl into a hole and die by the end of the day 😦 The extra makeup and attention on my hair plays a bigger role on my mood than it should, I guess. Plus, I need to, quite a bit, wake up in time to catch the bus a little after 7…so I can…go to class? The later bus always gets me to campus a few minutes later than I would wish upon any human being in a hurry. And I hate being hurried in the mornings. I actually loathe it, if there is such a thing. I’d rather enjoy my morning walks, listening to the little birds tweet tweet and sip my yummy nummy coffee rather than stumbling over and/or feeling like some lion is chasing me. Disgusting.
8:00 A.M. First class of a lovely day. Not so lovely. Every school/work day. Good news is, by this time, I am more of my chipper self. And talk/giggle/doodle/plan my wonderful budget/fiddle my feet when I probably shouldn’t.
Around 9-ish A.M. Second class. More alert, I think.
Then there’s errands for a half hour-ish.
Then work. Until 5, most days? Don’t mind it. Money security does more for happiness more than one would think. At the very least, it helps anxiety.
Then I go be me the rest of the night. You fill in the blanks.
It’s my bed time.