This morning, I meant to wake up at 7:00. Upon setting my alarm, I realized that that would only give me three-and-a-half hours of sleep, so I decided to reschedule for 8:00. I went to bed. My alarm went off at 8:00, and in my drunken-like state of sleepiness, I reset my alarm for 9:00. Baaaad judgment. I usually leave around 10:00 on Tuesday/Thursdays, so that gave me an hour to take a shower, check my email, put on make-up (trust me, this morning I needed it!), make my breakfast/lunch/dinner for the day, and make a thermos of my frappuccino.
Yeah, you can see where this is going.
9:50 rolls around, and I'm just getting out of the shower. I throw on a hoodie, jeans, some quick eye make-up, and run a brush through my crazy hair. I realize that I'd been too lazy the night before to rinse out my blender, so leaving the spigot open, I run detergent and water through to bleach it clean. Then, genius that I am, I forget to close the spigot. As my coffee is percolating, I grab the last of my milk and start pouring it in the blender. Much to my horror, I see milk spreading all across my counter, down my dishwasher, and onto the floor.
At this point, it's 10:05.
I promptly use half a roll of paper towels to clean up my mess and stop it from spreading underneath the dishwasher. The seconds tick by. It's 10:10... no breakfast, no lunch, no dinner, and worst of all... no caffeine. Pissed off, I put a lid on the tuna I'd just dumped in a bowl, put it in the fridge, pour out the last ounce of milk, grab my bag, and, ignoring my pounding headache, run out the door.
Then, after I park and catch the shuttle, I nearly get off at the wrong stop. I'm halfway down the aisle, before I realize that if I get off here, I'll have a ten-minute walk. I sit down, nonchalantly, and realize that today is not going to be my most intelligent of days.
As it is, I'm sitting here with three pages left to write for my night class and realizing that, in order to get them finished, I'm going to have to skip my Old English lit class. I'm in a writing mode now, and I don't want to lose it before I finish. Besides, as much I love my OE class, it's at that time of day when my blood sugar plummets and I can barely stay awake--and with today's screwy diet and pounding migraine, there would be no hope for me anyway.
Oh, well... at least I've got this freakin' awesome new computer to do my writing on. That almost makes it all worthwhile!
It can only get better from here. :)