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Day 252: A New Plan

Starting today, I am taking control of my mornings again! Wish me luck!

Saturdays

5:00 Wake up. Drink warm lemon water. Stretch while listening to classical music
5:30 Make tea. Read Bible. Write in journal. Pray
6:00 Shower, pack meal and backpack.
6:30 Blog.
7:00 Bus.
8:00 Mass.
9:30 - 11:30 Teach classes
12:00 Lunch
12:30-5:30 Students
5:30 Dinner
6:00-8:00 Rehearsal
9:00 Home
10:30 Stretch to classical music
11:00 Bed

Sundays

6:00 Wake up. Drink warm lemon water. Stretch while listening to classical music
6:30 Make tea. Read Bible. Write in journal. Pray.
7:30 Blog
8:00  Shower
8:30 Breakfast
9:00 Bus 
10:00 Church
12:00 Bus
1:00 Student
1:30 Lunch
2:30 Gym
3:30 Bus
4:30 Student
5:30 Bus
6:30 - Dinner
8:00 Practice piano
10:00 Stretching to classical music.
10:30 Bed

Weekdays

6:00 Wake up. Drink warm lemon water. Stretch while listening to classical music
6:30 Make tea. Read Bible. Write in journal. Pray.
7:30 Walk on trail or go to gym
9:00 Breakfast
10:00 Shower, blog
11:00 Practice piano
12:30 Lunch
1:00 Pack meal and backpack.
1:30 Bus
2:30 - 9:00 Students and rehearsal
10:00 Home
10:30 Stretch to classical music
11:00 Bed





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