The alarm clock didn't go off this morning—I'd forgotten to reset it last night. Since I can sleep through a mine blasting, this means I woke up late for work.
The shampoo fell from the shower caddy and spilled all over the tub. I'd left the fresh towel and my bathrobe down the hall in another room. The light bulb above the sink blew out as I was straightening my hair with a flat iron that decided it wanted to curl up and die.
The toast burned, the microwave tripped the circuit breaker, and I tripped on the edge of the kitchen throw rug. (I get up at five a.m.; it's dark when all the lights go out!)
Couldn't find my car keys. Didn't remember where I'd left my purse. Found the case for my glasses—empty. Left for work without my lunch.
Okay, the morning was behind me. Clear sailing ahead, right?
Nope.
Knocked over my water bottle in the break room, soaking every item in sight. Lost seventy-five cents in the vending machine and another seventy-five cents shortly after. (So I'm stubborn, okay?)
My allergies kicked up, causing a fifteen-minute coughing fit—complete with tears streaking down my face—in front of 30-plus junior high school students.
And that was all before lunch!!!
I won't describe the rest of my day. Let's just say I came home, crawled into bed, and pulled the covers over my head. Fell asleep fully clothed, woke up at nine p.m....and am now at the keyboard, holding my breath as I type this blog entry, praying I will hit Send and hurry back to bed and wake up to find I've only been dreaming.
But first, I think I'll check to make sure I've turned the alarm on.
All my best to you,
Barbara
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Barbara White Daille
http://www.barbarawhitedaille.com
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When my son stays here I have to set the alarm for like 6:30-7:00 to get him up for school, normally I don't get up til 9-9:30 (quit throwing things). I bought one of those shower caddies that hokk on the shower. Problem I have a hand-held shower attached because I have a shower seat so the hose is constantly hitting the shower caddy so at times I have the shapoo bottle fall on my head (if I wasn't awake before I am now) I think a trip to Canadian Tire is in order and see about getting one of the caddies that go in the corner.
Hope you have a better day today.
Sounds like a good beginning of a book!
Christa,
I didn't throw anything, but I'll admit I pitched a fit (grin) when you said you didn't get up until 9-9:30. Oh, I only wish...
And, yes, I did have a better day today--thank goodness!
Best,
Barbara
www.barbarawhitedaille.com
Bettye,
You're right! That would make a good opening to a book, though I wasn't thinking that at the time.
The story would have plenty of angst and conflict, wouldn't it? (grin)
Best,
Barbara
www.barbarawhitedaille.com
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