I had a hard time getting up and cannot wait until tomorrow to sleep. I spent too long in the shower (I think I may have actually taken a nap standing up) which threw me more and more behind. Then I went to pack my lunch and hell angels must have broken in and ate all my food, because the plate of grilled chicken, the plate of cooked corn on the cob, the bowl of cheese noodles, 3 loaves of zucchini bread (I just made it Wednesday night) – all gone—just air where they once were- (I actually reached in the fridge and touched the empty shelves to make sure that they had not taken on some camo technique) . So I have a can of soup for lunch. Damn it. Then I did not have time to get my hair completely dry so it is ½ wet and will dry that crazy ‘I got up too late to do anything’ look. Which was cool when I was in my twenties and had a slight wild streak but now that I am a memaw, it just looks nasty. Then Tank is having a car issue, so he had to bring me to work, and Buster, the wonder hound, got all excited and stated freaking out completely with spins and kicks and yipping, so he came with us and got mud all over my clothes so now I am wet from trying to wash them in the bathroom. And it is 8:19.
