My wife has been complaining about me getting up early each day…
I set my alarm for 5 am.
Most of the time I successfully drag myself out of the warm sheets and begin my day.
It has been annoying her greatly.
“Why do you get up so early?”
“You are always tired by 9 pm, why don’t you just get up later?”
Very good questions.
Well, firstly, no one else is awake in the house so I get uninterrupted time to myself.
Second, I use this time to get a couple of things done.
A short workout.
Some time spent learning.
An “Attack with the Stack” to get my head straight.
This morning routine was not created by me, but rather by Garrett J White from Wake Up Warrior.
It was discovered as he tried to work out why his production in business was off, and what needed to be done each day in order to find himself with enough power to actually get the work done required by his businesses.
His advice… Swap late...
For the July school holidays, Sam headed out to the Northern Rivers Youth Orchestra (NRYO)…
Its a 3 day intensive of music from 8.30am to 5 pm.
Sam had been put into the Senior orchestra.
We printed out the music and it was daunting…
Sam was literally fearful to even attempt playing the songs before heading out…
Yet, still, he showed up.
At the end of day 1, he was tired to the point of exhaustion.
At the end of day 2, he was actually physically sick.
This may have been a virus or possibly just due to the amount of concentration that he was required to put in to keep up.
Most of the other musicians who attend are GOOD.
For Sam, saxophone usually falls third behind soccer and Fortnite…
So it was a significant challenge for him.
We showed up last night and at the end of the third day, there is a concert.
The concert was great!
It was clear that in 3 days the bands had gone from never having played together to put on a display of excellent music.
On Saturday we headed out to Mt Barney for a family camping trip.
We had been on the Gold Coast and had lunch at “Bam Bam Bakehouse”.
The Bakehouse had awesome food…
It was a lot like eating at Masterchef and Matt Preston had recently been there to pick up “ a couple of his favorite pastries”, at least according to the menu.
We left the beaches and highrises and headed west.
As we arrived at the campsite, the transition from the Gold Coast could hardly have been more stark.
The campsite was basic and Mt Barney stood imposingly in the background.
It was dry.
We settled in, chose our campsite and put up our tent.
This was the second time we had put it up and it was smoother, faster and better than the first time.
Also, actually putting it up while it was still daylight definitely helped too!!
Nonetheless, the lack of marital bickering from start to finish suggested the design of the tent was pretty good.
Unfortunately, while the tent was up...
And I found… my razor… BLUNT.
So blunt it was actually HURT to shave.
Now, this was peculiar… as my wife’s razor was right there…
And the only other time I had experienced the blunt razor phenomenon was when my wife had used my razor on her legs…
But her razor was right there.
I don’t know what it is about the leg hair.
I figure it must be like ironbark.
One leg shave and the blade is cactus.
But… I had no proof it was her.
After all… her razor was literally right there!
So even though I was pissed about it, I was confronted by three options.
Much as part of me was tempted by option 3, and option 2 was probably the most required…
I chose option 1.
“You pussy” you might think…
You should have confronted her.
But here’s the...