Morning circus act

Apparently Jake finds my morning routine entertaining enough to document. Can’t say I blame him — watching someone attempt to apply mascara while drinking coffee and mentally rehearsing pharmacology terms probably does look like performance art.

Morning circus act

The secret is strategic placement of essentials within arm’s reach and accepting that “put together” is relative when you’re running on five hours of sleep. Coffee first, everything else negotiable. Though I did manage to get both eyes done with mascara AND remember to brush my teeth, so we’re calling this Tuesday a win.

Multi-tasking level: expert

Jake just handed me a granola bar and my water bottle without me asking. Three years in and he’s got this whole “Elena’s barely functioning before 8am” thing figured out better than I do.