This is Stevea Robbins.

Welcome to the Get It Done guys, quick and dirty tips to work less and do more.

It's summer, and we all know what time of year's summer is.

It's wedding time.

So if you want to subsume yourself into a four-legged, four-eyed amalgamation of merged identity, this is your chance.

Grab that girlfriend, boyfriend, intersex

for inter-polyamorous family unit, pop the question, and soon you two, get it, you two, can tie

the knot at your very own wedding. Weddings were blast. You dress up in fancy clothes, you

attend an incredible feast, and you gorge on delicious food. And then you and your newly minted schmupy go home

and enjoy all the free stuff you got from your friends. It's great. You can even go super classy

and give every single guest their very own can of cheese spray. It will be the most memorable

wedding ever. The downside, however, is that you have to write thank you notes for all those nice presents.

But let's face it, when the wedding is over, you have a honeymoon to go on, and then a life

to live.

Who wants to write thank you notes?

Sheesh!

You're less motivated because you already have the stuff!

The robotic auto-vac is busily vacuuming up your dust bunnies as well as your pet

cat Fluffy. auto vac is busily vacuuming up your dust bunnies as well as your pet cat fluffy. We love

fluffy, but hey, solve the cat hair problem at the source, right? The voice-activated internet-connected

smoke alarm is industriously sending your location data back to the NSA, and the turnip twadler is

already twaddling the first few turnips. Why in the world would you want to take time out of this

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