A Good Day Starts With A Good Morning
We've all heard the phrase "Woke Up On The Wrong Side Of The Bed" which means that someone is in a bad mood because they had a bad morning. When worded a little different, it means that when a person has a bad morning, their day can almost be guaranteed to be bad. Is this the same for a good morning? In todays society, when a person appears to have a good day, they dont say "woke up on the Right side of the bed," they usually ask if u got laid. :) Oh what a world we live in, i love it. I woke up late again this morning. Around 1 oclock... Im not proud of that. Mom was talking on the phone and fixing her hair or something, she kinda snapped at me when i asked why she let me sleep so long. Well, I am not an innocent ray of sunshine when i first wake up, like many other people, im just a jerk. I like to joke around all the time, im a little rude sometimes in a playful way, but when i first wake up, im irrational and very impolite. I'd say sorry, but i really cant help it. I dont feel that my mom shouldve snapped at me like that, so yea, i got a little twarked. Ah well, big deal. I took my shower and woke up a little bit, got dressed. Oh here is a neat thing. To get even with my mom, i shut my door really loud to my room, and turned the music up slightly louder than normal.. yea that should show her. Wow im a sissy. So I changed clothes, made my bed, put my clothes away, and all that fun stuff. Mom walks in with the phone, oooh i got a phone call. It was Tabby, it was her first day back from new york! I hadnt talked to her in like, 3 days. She had just woken up too and wanted me to come down. So then i had to ask mom if i could run over there... I mean... I had to TELL mom i was going.. that is, if it was alright with her :) So I open my door very aggressivly, march in the living room where mom is watching her "soaps" and i say "Mom, Im going to Tabbys." Yea, She didnt care. Well I couldnt go over there wearing my work clothes, they are a mess... so i throw on an old flannel over top of my shirt. I didnt realize until later how faded and nasty the flannel was, i was better off without it. Well long story short "its about time," i went to see Tabby and had a great time doing nothing. You may think Im being a smart allec by saying that, but im serious. I always have a great time running around with her. Doing something or not :) you can guarantee something will spark the day. This time i just happened to hear about New York. Ive never been there myself, I kinda fear large crowds of people, constantly afraid of some jerk trying to rob me. But in small crowds, i cant wait for someone to start something so i can beat them senseless. No luck of that yet. She said it wasnt all that crowded, and she had a great time getting lost over and over :) Bless her heart, shes great. So were sitting there on the couch talking and having a good time, then in a flash, its time to go to work. I kinda needed to leave, but i waited another ten minutes, i was having a really good time, half tempted to call off work for the day. It was time to leave. I didnt realize until right now, while writting this, that i didnt get my goodbye hug. Im infamous for my goodbye hug. Whatever it is, when i spend time with people, all day, partial day, see a movie, have dinner, or just sitting to chat, i always request a hug as i leave. What on earth made me forget this time? Hugging the tabby moore is a real treasure, those of you that havent hugged her, haha i have and u didnt :) Well, I guess she will just have to owe me one, i think she owes me a few already, ah well. its 2 in the morning now, and i have to get up rather early to help build a music stage for the church. Me and good ol Funwes are gonna try to finish building it tomorrow around 10 am. So i have to cut it a little short tonight. Take care of yourselves everyone, whether i know you or not.