When morning doesn’t go as planned
Asleep at 10 and awake at…what time?
…or so it appeared.
Thus began the morning routine:
- Take supplements (like turmeric, brain enhancement formula with names I can’t pronounce…)
- Refill dog food bowls
- Check dog water bowls, clean and fill…
I looked at the clock again. It wasn’t 20 minutes to 6! It was 12:40am!!!
Note to self: When clock hands create a straight line, pay close attention to which number is crossed out. That’s called “the minute hand.”
…and then, I shuddered at the unwanted anticipation of a bizarre torture inflicted on the world by people in power who have no common sense.
Yes. In another 3 weeks and 5 days, a useless ritual will occur that is far worse than a house-sized meteor hitting the mid-Atlantic!
DAYLIGHT SLAVING TIME: An event that leaves your inner clock looking like this…
A Tsunami is preferable. When you live on high(er) ground in the middle of a state, a 100 foot wall of water isn’t going to invade your house.
The downside? I might have to commute to work by boat. Except that work is about 10 feet above sea level and I’m not a diver…and I don’t like being on water…or in a boat.
People who love boating say, “No worries, it’s perfectly safe.
I say, “Yeah…right.”
I have a full day of work tomorrow copying files.
The only thing more exciting than that is being in a coma…or filing. Is there a difference?
At least I won’t have to take my morning pills.