Saturday Morning Productivity

I don’t know what it is about Saturday mornings, but for some reason they bring a huge drop in my standards of productivity.

Waking up this past Saturday morning at 7am, I went out to get breakfast with one of my brothers. I was back home and napping by 9am, but I felt wonderfully productive. Yeah, I was feeling great! You read that right. All I did was eat breakfast, but I was king of the world.

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