My Mother's Day started out with my sister waking me up too early. Over her screams of how we had to make Mom Breakfast in Bed, I grumpily asked, "Wa ya makin?"
"Huh?" came her reply, she stared at me.
"What... are... you... making...?" I asked again, deliberately talking slower than a snail.
"Cold cereal," she replied with a tilt of her head.
My mom doesn't like cold cereal, so I had been waken up to make something that my mom didn't even enjoy. My morning went downhill from there.
Later in the day, I moved into my new bedroom after being kicked out of my old one. after spending the majority of the afternoon throwing out junk, we decorated the christmas tree. Every year my grandma sends me an ornament, so I set up all of mine, took a shower, and went to the neighbors house for dinner. When I returned home, I stayed up until 10:40 doing work, and 11:30 reading. I eventually fell asleep
Look at it this way, you got up early and ate something low in calories, you were able to move into a room of your own and begin decorating, and when it was time to refuel, you went to the neighbors(which I am sure means no washing dishes).
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