Let me tell you outright. I am a woman of few talents. I can't sing, play an instrument or dance. I have very poor athletic skills. I am intelligent but not Mensa material. I am not beautiful nor can I recite poetry. There is one thing I can do and damn it, I am proud of it. I can get ready really, really fast. Not just fast but unbelievably fast. This morning I woke up 7:47 and freaked out. (The clock was supposed to be set for 6:47.) I did a double take and grabbed my watch to make sure the time I was looking at was the correct. It was. I woke my kids, got dressed, told the kids to get dressed, went to the bathroom, did my make-up, grabbed my shoes, through a lunch for myself in my bag, grabbed my wallet and keys and ran out the door with my kids. Talked to lonely old neighbor (because she is so sweet) for about 10 seconds, got in the car and did an illegal turn onto the highway, drove kids to daycare and dropped them off, floored it because kids were no longer in vehicle. I then drove 75 in a 50 zone the rest of the way to work and arrived at 8:02. That is 15 minutes people! My daycare is about 7 minutes away and my work another 10 minutes from there. Now tell me. I am not the fastest get readier person you have ever heard ot what? (Applause here.)
This is what it sounded like at my house this morning.
On Working on My Day Off...Again!
Just because it pisses me off I am letting you know I have to work on my day off again this week! It is pissing me off because I am seeming to work on my days off more than I actaully have the day off! Damn!