Dusty and I were just having a discussion about how hard it is to wake up early when it means you're going to work but how easy it is to wake up early when you're doing something fun. Why is this? Ogden Nash is one of my favorite poets (thanks mama) and he describes my sentiments exactly:
Come Saturday morning, waking up at 6:30 to go to the gym and thrift will be fun and easy. Today: not so much.
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