This morning, I woke up, stretched...and mid-stretch, it hit me. Why was my alarm not going off? I rolled over and looked at the clock and it said 6:27.
6:27
[6:27 is after the time I have to LEAVE my apartment in the mornings to be at Gulfstream by 7am.]
I jumped up and realized that not only had I [evidentally] slept through my alarm, but also, my beyonce had not made his morning call to make sure I was up. I said, "OH MY GOSH."
and then I heard a confused voice rise up from the living room.
"What?!"
It was my one and only beyonce who had fallen asleep on the sofa. We had been sitting in the living room in my apartment talking [trying to make sure we were on the same page with all the last minute wedding "to do's" before we leave for NC today] and when we were done, he commented, "I'm just going to sit here for a minute and watch tv. I'm just exhausted and just need to unwind." I said, "Okay, but I'm going on to bed...I have to get up in 3 HOURS." [It was 2am.] He said, "Okay."
The last phrase out of my mouth was, "Don't fall alseep! Make sure you go back so that you can call to make sure I'm up. I'm afraid I will sleep through my alarm because I'm so exhausted."
So, needless to say, I was like, GAAAAAH! But I can't blame him...we're both really tired. We were packing for the wedding AND the honeymoon AND carry on bag for a plane last night and that requires a lot of thought and time, neither of which we had. [But hey...who needs clothes...really.]
I got ready as fast as I could and hopped into the car. I was 30 minutes late for work. (I hate that long commute. Bah.)
I am sitting here now, finally done with the prep for the morning meeting, and I'm so tired...my eyeballs feel like someone took them out and coated them in sand and put them back into the sockets. Not to mention, I had a couple of things I was going to take care of before I left for work. Now, I have to do that before we leave this afternoon. UGH. Can work just please be over for today...like...right now? Thanks.
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3 comments:
That is an awesome story...
sorry it was about you though and that you were late to work.
Only a few more hours and you are NC wedding bound.
Only a few more hours and I am free from the chain that is keeping me at this desk!
I just wrote a huge comment that the computer ate. Man, that makes me grumpy.
Watch it post when I send this one. How goofy.
What I said was this:
Bummer of a morning. The sand-coated eyeballs were a nice visual touch for those of us out here in cyberland.
I also said to just hang on a little longer because it is Wednesday. WEDNESDAY!! Then, I went on to say that as everyone knows, Wednesday in the Greek means, "To wed before the 'nes day", or next four days." So, there you go. Next four days is all and then ... you can sing, "Aaahhh Sweet Mystery of Life at Last I've Found You."
Aaaaalllmost there ...
Oh, and for the record, I totally made that stuff about Wednesday in the Greek up. But, you have to admit, it was pretty good. It could mean that ... maybe. It should mean that.
Larvae,
em=me
^hahahah. I'll adopt her as MY aunt. Thanks.
Classic story.
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