Thursday, February 23, 2012
17 minutes... there and back.....
Something just seemed off this morning. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I really didn't have time to try to figure it out. I overslept, after crashing the minute my head hit the pillow last night. I don't even know if it found the pillow. Just made it to the general vicinity. We dashed around, getting ready. I needed to be "dressed", as I have a funeral visitation tonight. My hair seemed weird, but that's nothing new. I did what I could. My face seemed weird. I figured my extremely busy week must really be getting to me. I "painted the barn door" the best I could, still wondering why it seemed so off even after I had slept so hard last night....
We hurried to work, because I had an appointment with a sales rep. And more merchandise arrived. And customers. And algebra questions. And ringing phones. And then a stack of papers fell off my desk. And then....it hit me...the reason I felt so weird....I worked all day yesterday, moving merchandise, unpacking nasty boxes, went to WalMart, did laundry, messed with dogs, vaccuumed, spent an hour disassembling/reassembling the vaccuum, got still, fell asleep, overslept....do you see where we're headed.....7th grade health class.....personal hygiene....
I now know that it takes me 17 minutes from the time I leave my store until the time I return to go home, shower, and return. I could shave 3 minutes off this time if I would have remembered to have the Bs undo my back zipper, or have dogs smart enough to be of some help. I may or may not have had a mini seizure from one end of the house to the other. I am now fully ready for the day. And smell like springtime. Sunny, happy springtime. Not yard-cutting, sewer-cleaning nasty springtime.
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