Ah, waking to the sound of birds singing and that nice feeling of warmth from my silk blankets. Well, I wish that was my morning, what really happens is rather different. I wake up to the sound of the garbage truck taking my rubbish and throwing the bin,

Ah, waking to the sound of birds singing and that nice feeling of warmth from my silk blankets. Well, I wish that was my morning, what really happens is rather different.

I wake up to the sound of the garbage truck taking my rubbish and throwing the bin, so that now the bin is on its side. I turn to see the time and realise I slept in.... like usual. My dog thinks she is a chihuahua when really she is a standard groodle (golden retriever/poodle) and she took half of my bed.

I decide to get up and put my aqua kettle on to make myself some tea. As I pour the water over my tea bag a waterfall of flavour shouts through my cup. The milk is next and I never know how much to put in, so I am always taste-testing by pouring some out and put more water in or more milk. I grab my phone and walk back into my bed and drink my tea and scroll through my phone.

As I take my last few sips of my tea, I emerge from my bed and put my clothes on. I pull on my navy shirt and my soft pants. Today was a cold day so I pulled on my socks and jacket and walk into my almost clean bathroom and brush my teeth with my turquoise toothbrush, which is all ruffled.

Soon after I drag myself into my work space and set of to my work.