I'm pretty sure that there is no one out there that would classify me as a morning person. I have been in a committed relationship with coffee for about eight years, and I have seen people retreat from my presence in order to steer clear of my pre-caffeine wrath.
I hear I'm a relatively pleasant person after coffee, though.
But here's the deal - the real world demands that I convert to morning-personhood. Gone are the days when I rolled out of bed at 9:30, walked to Starbucks, and after a day of class, had the flexibility in my schedule to go for a run during my prime time of 3:30pm. Now I'm out the door by 7:15am, home around 6pm, and in bed around 10:30pm, ready to do it all over again.
And we're not the most efficient chefs yet.
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