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Everyone knows that waking up to a lecture from your mother is the worst. I believe that its negative effects can carry through for a good portion of your morning. Since this afternoon has been one of the most frustrating and horrific I have ever experienced... I have no choice but to blame my mother.
The day started at 5:00 am as she reminded me what a lazy ass I am for falling asleep in front of the TV again. In my mind: Its vacation, the couch is comfortable, and it's really not a big deal. Of course I went back to bed. At 12: 15 I was awoken once more by my mother as she reminded me that I had a doctors appointment in 45 minutes. Naturally I slept for another 20.
Then I couldn't shower (which I hate) and had no time to make myself look acceptable to go out in public. On top of that, I couldn't find my wallet, since I had not yet unpacked from my trip to New York. So I grabbed the spare car key and bolted out the door for the garage.
Now for those of you who dont know where I live... my apartment requires a swipe card to get in and out of the building. I left mine in my room. So. I was stuck in the garage. I couldn't get back to my house, and I couldn't get out. The only solution was to wait for some other car to leave, and tailgate them past the gate. That, luckily, was only about a five minute wait. So I figured, I have some time! Its only 12:58 now... I'm sure I would have had to wait anyways.
Then, I couldn't find the hospital. I had this idea of where it was, but I couldn't figure it out. I realized I would have to call my mom and ask her for help, which made me upset, but not as upset as when I realized that my cell phone was out of batteries and I couldn't call her even if I wanted to.
So I drove around looking until I realized that I was about to run out of gas. I mean... my gage was FAR below the empty line. So I had to go get gas. 1:40 now... still no sign of the doctors office. The place I had imagined was my destination was actually a nursing home... and while I was exiting their parking lot I got on the wrong side of the highway. I have NO idea what was going through my head at the time... but I really almost died. I was now terrified, exhausted, and frustrated beyond belief. I knew it was useless, so I just drove home to call my mom.
Scene change: I arrived at Avalon around 2:00. Again, I have no key into the building or my apartment. Luckily, someone opens the door for me. I take the elevator upstairs, and pound on the door for quite some time before I accept that Allison is no longer at home. This meant that I had to go all the way down stairs and ask the woman at the desk for keys. Thats how I am here today. Shit. Now that I'm writing this I remember that I have to go return the keys. I haven't eaten today, and I have a cold. I have to reschedule my appointment and call mom to tell her what a failure I am.
This has not been a good day so far. I'm hoping for a kick-ass recovery. As a matter of fact, I plan to turn the day around right now. It's gonna be awesome.
The day started at 5:00 am as she reminded me what a lazy ass I am for falling asleep in front of the TV again. In my mind: Its vacation, the couch is comfortable, and it's really not a big deal. Of course I went back to bed. At 12: 15 I was awoken once more by my mother as she reminded me that I had a doctors appointment in 45 minutes. Naturally I slept for another 20.
Then I couldn't shower (which I hate) and had no time to make myself look acceptable to go out in public. On top of that, I couldn't find my wallet, since I had not yet unpacked from my trip to New York. So I grabbed the spare car key and bolted out the door for the garage.
Now for those of you who dont know where I live... my apartment requires a swipe card to get in and out of the building. I left mine in my room. So. I was stuck in the garage. I couldn't get back to my house, and I couldn't get out. The only solution was to wait for some other car to leave, and tailgate them past the gate. That, luckily, was only about a five minute wait. So I figured, I have some time! Its only 12:58 now... I'm sure I would have had to wait anyways.
Then, I couldn't find the hospital. I had this idea of where it was, but I couldn't figure it out. I realized I would have to call my mom and ask her for help, which made me upset, but not as upset as when I realized that my cell phone was out of batteries and I couldn't call her even if I wanted to.
So I drove around looking until I realized that I was about to run out of gas. I mean... my gage was FAR below the empty line. So I had to go get gas. 1:40 now... still no sign of the doctors office. The place I had imagined was my destination was actually a nursing home... and while I was exiting their parking lot I got on the wrong side of the highway. I have NO idea what was going through my head at the time... but I really almost died. I was now terrified, exhausted, and frustrated beyond belief. I knew it was useless, so I just drove home to call my mom.
Scene change: I arrived at Avalon around 2:00. Again, I have no key into the building or my apartment. Luckily, someone opens the door for me. I take the elevator upstairs, and pound on the door for quite some time before I accept that Allison is no longer at home. This meant that I had to go all the way down stairs and ask the woman at the desk for keys. Thats how I am here today. Shit. Now that I'm writing this I remember that I have to go return the keys. I haven't eaten today, and I have a cold. I have to reschedule my appointment and call mom to tell her what a failure I am.
This has not been a good day so far. I'm hoping for a kick-ass recovery. As a matter of fact, I plan to turn the day around right now. It's gonna be awesome.