The ONE night I decide not to go out.
I stayed in, like I said I would.
I did 2 loads of laundry.
I went grocery shopping.
I cleaned (sort of).
I cried my eyes out as I caught up on Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice.
Chris came over to say hi.
Not a drop of alcohol was consumed.
...and yet I was STILL 2 1/2 hours late to work because my alarm didn't go off.
Roomie opened my door this morning and said, "Umm...shouldn't you be at work?"
I looked over at my clock and it said 9:10.
Holy crapballs!!
I jumped out of bed, threw some clothes on, brushed my teeth, and ran out the door!
Needless to say, I made it to work, with minimal "talking to" from higher-ups.
It's not like my job has pressing matters that require my attention promptly at 7:00am.
(Although, it would seem others disagree)
Whatevs...I'm here, sans Starbucks.
Drinking Crap-ola work coffee.
Looking like a bum off the streets.
Hope your Wednesday got off to a better start than mine!!
xoxo
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