So I woke up to the phone ringing this morning at 7:00 and thought "Who the f*** is calling me at 7:00 am?!?!" I rolled over and figured I would check it out when I got up in a few minutes. After laying in bed for a little while longer I noticed that my clock still said 7:00, that's not good. That means that I forgot to set the clock back to time and it was still on the alarm setting. It was really 8:45 and I have a 9:30 class. Shit. I jumped out of bed, threw on some clothes and ran out to put my shoes on.
While tying my shoes I checked to see who called and it was Melinda saying she and her mum got to NY fine. She was calling to check in and make sure that I got up because she knows how I have a hard time waking up for my early class on Wednesdays and Fridays.
Thank you Melinda! Man, my wife totally rules.
I ran out the door, jumped in the car. Great, I'm running on fumes, but I had to push it. I got to Wallingford where I park only to see the bus go driving by as I was halfway down the block from the bus stop. No way to even run for it so I just got calm. I love moments like that when you realize that nothing you do can have any affect on the shitty day that you are having and you might as well just chill because that is the best that your day is going to be.
I caught the next bus and made it to class just in time. (Which drives me crazy because I'm a chronically early person.
I'm tellin' ya. That's no way to start a day.