I just thought I would run you through my morning yesterday. Here’s how it went down. For starters, I couldn’t wake up. I had to hit the snooze bar twice. I set my alarm for 6:33 and I am always at work on time for 7:15. Needless to say, this provides me with little room for error. My body just wouldn’t respond yesterday, so after rushing around frantically, I left for work only a few minutes late. I drove that day as I had to make a fudge delivery at lunch. As soon as I got to the outside ramp from our underground parking at the apartment, I was stopped by a van who was blocking the driveway in order to boost another van. I had to wait for almost five minutes. Finally they finished and I headed out to the street. Right before getting to the road, the recycling truck came in. Of course, he came in the exit as the recycling bins are placed outside the loading doors by that side of the building. I had to back up all the way to the back of the building and drive out the entrance. About two blocks from the apartment, a car pulled out of a side street and I had to slam on my brakes, which caused my car to skid. I made it to the parking lot across from my office only minutes later. I put my money in the machine to get a parking pass for the day. It processed my money and made the sound it makes while it spits out the ticket, however, no ticket appeared. I do believe it was at this point that I realized I was having a bad morning, and it was only about 7:20 am. I walked into the office and planned on calling the parking-dudes, telling them about their parking machine issues. I noticed my voicemail light was blinking and I figured I would only have one or two messages. The morning only got better when I heard “You have nine new messages!” Ugh! Fortunately, the rest of my day went fairly well. Actually, there was one more little incident. Someone, and I won’t mention any names, I will only say he likes fudge and works in an orb-like environment (you know who you are!), mentioned that my cats were NOT cute! Here I am, lovingly taking my lunch time to drive to this person’s place of employment, to bring him a batch of fudge I made for him, and he has the audacity to suggest my cats are anything less than cute! Humph!!! Well, I have big news for you Mr. Fudgy Orb, my cat’s are as cute as they come! Nyah! Look at these faces and then tell me again that they are not precious little sweeties, enveloped in an angelic ORB of cuteness!
I rest my case! Any time you would like to apologize and admit to your heinous error in judgment, I will gladly listen!
Today’s symptoms: I started to feel very drained by mid-afternoon. Regardless, I made myself stay at work a couple extra hours for over-time. Yes, I’m stubborn. Mom, quit nagging.
Posted by Lizzy McFly at 1/13/2010 9:06 PM