Alarmclock?
So today was, well, not horrible. Really.
But the trash truck woke me. I thought, gosh, it's awfully light out. It shouldn't be light out before 4:45. Which is when I set my alarm for today. Because I was supposed to be clear on the other side of town by 6:30. Then, I picked up my phone. Which said 7:49.
Worst part? There are several. Namely: I did not have the phone numbers of anyone whom I could have called to explain. And namely: everyone I called to ask for those numbers either didn't answer or didn't know. And even better namely: when you drive a really old car, running low on gas and cold, it likes to choke pretty badly. And really even better namely: they were doing road construction on Orange Street - so even once I got the Blazer moving in a forward direction, there was no where to move it to for a good while.
All of that horribleness *melodramatic sigh* and I still got from sleeping to where I was headed in less than half an hour. But I haven't showered yet today. And I have gobs of homework to do. But the laundry is in the washer. And I was late enough that the people who were expecting me had already cooled down by the time I got there. So, at least I didn't get yelled at. And more importantly, they were all more worried about me any way, because they all recognized that that kind of unreliability was totally uncharacteristic of me. And that was a good feeling.
But the trash truck woke me. I thought, gosh, it's awfully light out. It shouldn't be light out before 4:45. Which is when I set my alarm for today. Because I was supposed to be clear on the other side of town by 6:30. Then, I picked up my phone. Which said 7:49.
Worst part? There are several. Namely: I did not have the phone numbers of anyone whom I could have called to explain. And namely: everyone I called to ask for those numbers either didn't answer or didn't know. And even better namely: when you drive a really old car, running low on gas and cold, it likes to choke pretty badly. And really even better namely: they were doing road construction on Orange Street - so even once I got the Blazer moving in a forward direction, there was no where to move it to for a good while.
All of that horribleness *melodramatic sigh* and I still got from sleeping to where I was headed in less than half an hour. But I haven't showered yet today. And I have gobs of homework to do. But the laundry is in the washer. And I was late enough that the people who were expecting me had already cooled down by the time I got there. So, at least I didn't get yelled at. And more importantly, they were all more worried about me any way, because they all recognized that that kind of unreliability was totally uncharacteristic of me. And that was a good feeling.