I love it when everyone is out to lunch and I'm the only one left in the office.
Just being alone in this space is enough to whip me back into a state of focus and concentration.
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Last night I don't know what came over me, but I decided to iron all my bedsheets and pillow cases. I usually don't iron them, but after spending a good hour painstakingly ironing them on a tiny ironing board, I felt this incredible sense of accomplishment.
Who knew ironing could be so addictive?
As if I wasn't sleepy enough already, I ventured to paint my nails and didn't get to sleep until about 2 in the morning.
Is it any wonder I always have such a hard time waking up early?
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