There's work to be done

Here's how my morning has gone thus far....

7:45 phone rings, it's work. I ignore it.

7:48 listen to my message "Hi Julie, you were supposed to be to work at 7:30. Running a little late?"

7:49 Panic. Jump out of bed and put on yesterdays clothes. Gross. DANGIT! I stayed at my mom's house because my grandparents came to visit and Dan was at work.....so those were the only clothes I had....orrr I just really like to wear the same clothes 2 days in a row? You decide.

7:50 Start driving toward work.

7:51 Debating with myself about whether or not I should take the time to go home and get my laptop & makeup.

7:55 Decided I would rather die than go to work with nothing to do....aka my laptop

8:05 Run up the stairs to my house

8:06 look at my hair in the mirror.....YIKES...no time to fix....pony tail

8:10 Washed my face, brushed my teeth....I may be disgusting enough to wear the same clothes two days in a row, but I draw the line at greasy face and dirty teeth.

8:13 grab laptop, makeup & granola bar

8:14 Realize this is going to be a long day....really really long

8:15 run to my car & drive to work

8:27 Only 57 minutes late....impressive

8:35 Phone call from psych ward dining room "This is Marty Schwartz. I mean, Dr Schwartz. I need an outside line." Me: Who are you trying to reach sir? "I need to call some family members. This about security stuff, CIA stuff." Me: CLICK

8:37 Ahhhh....this is going to be a great day.