Are You Ready?

"Are you ready?"
My dad used to ask that question relentlessly to determine if we had dressed and put on our shoes.
Side note: he HATED for us to not have shoes on, even in the house.


If I were to wake up in a hotel (I travel with some frequency), and need to get up, shower, shave, pack, and leave, this is how long it takes me:



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