7:25 – alarm goes off. Cuss – it’s Monday.
7:45 – get up and look for toiletries
8:10 – four boxes later… no shampoo
8:13 – get in the shower… ice cold – look forward to warmth of hair drier
8:19 – shiver out of the shower… no hair drier to be found
8:47 – take care of Georgia. Look for keys
8:52 – no keys… call Grant (they’re in his car – where else?) He’ll come back home to lock new apartment while I use spare car key to drive to work
9:02 – take wrong turn out of new neighborhood. Realize I am going to be excessively late
9:12-9:37 – hit every.single.stoplight.
9:42 – stop to get ink – big print job at work today
9:59 – get to work. Discover I’ve left my computer somewhere between the two apartments – probably with my shampoo and hair drier
10:13 – meet Grant to get keys
10:37 – back at apartment. Find computer (and one great dane on our bed… bad girl)
11:09 – back at work
Item – Cost
Stress of moving – 1.5 grey hairs
2 hours in the car – 0.6 tank of gas
Embracing Monday morning with arms wide open – Priceless
Somebody had a case of the Mondays.
Do people say that at your office?….