Recently I've been taking the early train to work. Early means 6:19 am! It's a pain to get up early (5:30 am), but also kind of nice to get up when it's still really quiet and peaceful. Even the roads are sort of empty, but once you get to the station, you find out you're not the only early bird.
I get ready so much faster if the kids are still sleeping. Not that I take that much time anyway, I have perfected a morning routine of 30 minutes from bed to out of the door. (Now you know why I mostly wear my hair on a ponytail to work). I do give myself a small buffer though, and pack some healthy snacks or lunch to go.
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