My weekdays start the same. The alarm goes off and I push snooze at least once. I finally roll out of bed, go to the bathroom, wash my hands and face, apply my 10923101 beauty products, then brush my teeth.
I make my morning coffee and jet out the door to go to work. I fight traffic anywhere between 20-40 minutes, depending on accidents or the traffic flow.
I clock into work and my assistants are patiently waiting for me to turn on my computer before asking me questions. Before I know it, staff are already pinging me and it’s time to start working.
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