This morning I got in the shower. (Now before any wise cracks happen, I will let you know that I shower daily. Well, almost daily.... you know camping trips etc.) I turned to grab my wash cloth.... it was gone. So out of the shower I got, dripping wet and all, off to the closet to get a new one. (Yes, I put on my robe.) Back in the shower I go. So I'm doing my thing, soaping up and all. I then went to wash my hair. DH used all of the shampoo. So out of the shower I got, dripping wet and all, off to the the other bathroom to get a new bottle. Back in the shower I go. Onward I push through my morning. I go to put on deodorant. The plastic thing that pushed it up pops off... because it is, like the shampoo, out. The plastic casing doesn't feel to hot on a freshly shaven armpit. By this time my temples were bulging.....
Okay, now I'm about ready to head out the door. Go to the fridge to grab my lunch. It's gone.... I know it was in there. I put it there. I am not crazy. Or am I? Apparently the teenage decided to have a little midnight snack. So I grab one of those frozen dinner things. Yum.
On the way to work..... I find myself having to take a detour. Did I allow time for this? Nope... Was being 5 minutes late worth stopping for Starbucks? Hell yes, need a physical and MENTAL pick me up!
All of this before 7am! How was your Monday?
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