I stirred this morning, stretched my arm back and felt my secondary pillow.
Instantly a thought came to mind, "An extra pillow means I need to wake up."
(Don't ask...I'm still wondering myself.) I jumped up and looked at the clock.
"Oh no!!!! It's 6:48!" (Supposed to wake up at 6:20.) Throwing the covers
back I hopped lightly onto the floor and
...uh stumbled to the
bathroom. Blah blah, then turned on the shower, undressed and got in.
Fastest.shower.ever. Afterward I yelled to Love, "Wake up!" "Moan" (love) I
made my way to the closet, picked out clean clothes, threw them on and went back
to the bathroom. My hair was quickly thrown into an (unflattering) up-do, a wet
one, and my face was quickly dusted, colored, and mascara'd (??). Rushing to
the kitchen, I threw some food in a bag and ran out the door.
That is how my day started. Here is what followed:
-Stress over money
-Love not in a good mood
-Anger towards lazy people
-Bridal shower grief
-Fighting about money
-Good sale turned sour
-Ate lunch at my desk while working
-Ten hour shift
-Didn't finish all tasks
-Didn't have time to pick up important package
-Traffic- while fighting about money
Thankfully things are better now. Still hate Mondays, money, and a few other
things. Time to sleep and try again tomorrow.
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