One Of Those Days

I knew it was going to be one of those days when I woke up at 1:00 AM and couldn't go back to sleep.  I tossed and turned, and may have dozed a bit, but true sleep escaped me.  Along about 2:25, Rylea started groaning.  I told her to hush, it wasn't time to get up yet, but she kept moaning until it was time to get up.

At 2:45, the alarm went off.  I got up and let the dogs out.  Then I let them back in, whereupon Rylea promptly threw up on the living room floor.  Oh, boy.  What a way to start my day.  I'm telling you, I seriously considered calling in and just going back to bed, but I didn't.  Overtime, plus attendance bonus at stake, you know.

I finish getting ready, get in the car, and start driving to work.  About half way there, I realized I'd left my breakfast in the microwave.  Dang.  I seriously thought about turning around and going back home, but thought to myself, "That would make that one very expensive sausage biscuit", and kept on going.

I spent the morning walking around brain dead and hungry.  I was like my own personal episode of The Walking Dead.  I felt a little better after lunch --oh, I had eaten a cereal bar after I got to work, but it wasn't like having a full meal -- and made it through the work day.

When I got home, Cody was there.  He and his friend Chad were going to get his bed and take it down to his new apartment.  That means I won't be able to pile the clean laundry on it.  I'll have to fold it and put it away, now.  At least until I get a new bed for that room.  Then I can go back to piling laundry.  You know, instead of folding it.

The best part about today is that it was raining when I got off work.  OK, it had mostly stopped by then, but I'm still using that as an excuse not to mow.

Today, any excuse will do.  I'm just too tired.