Thursday

No wine last night…(and I’m not saying this is some kind of commendable achievement of any sort- I’m just sayin)


I was woken up by the vibration of my cell phone fifteen minutes after my alarm had already gone off. I don’t want to get out of bed today. I want to stay right here…enveloped in my soft, pillowy warm bed, like a little fresh-baked muffin. (Man, I must be hungry?) Finally, it’s a message from someone I don’t mind waking up too…so I swing my legs over the side of my bed and take my muffin self into the bathroom to shower. Hair, make –up, nylons… and I slip on my dark grayish blue Juicy Couture dress. This dress is one of my prized possessions and I haven’t been able to fit into it for well over two years; that is the one and only upside of stress- it looks pretty good on me.

When I stopped to get my morning latte I had completely forgotten my sister wasn’t working, which meant two things; I’d have to actually pay for my coffee and it was probably not going to taste very good. I was correct in both my assumptions. I did however leave a happy customer, because one very sweet young lady complimented me, “ That dress looks great on you, “ she said…if it had been a male I would have replied with a breathy and seemingly nonchalant “ I know,” but it was not, so I graciously thanked her and sauntered out to my car. If only she knew how much I paid for it, I thought, she would probably slap me stupid.

Instead of being ahead of schedule I was now running late. I had planned on getting up early so that I might have time to swing by a used bookstore on my way to work, however; it turned out that showing up there would have been an unsuccessful venture anyway because after calling to see if they had copies of the two books I wanted- they had neither.

When I arrived at work about 10 minutes late, two of my co-workers were sitting outside the door like a couple of elementary students pow-wowing before class. They were my two favorites, and greeted me without the slightest hint of “why the hell are you late” in their tone.

Halfway into my disappointing coffee drink my eye twitch woke up. I usually develop an eye twitch as a result of massive amounts of caffeine consumption- so I was not at all surprised by it. Today I have a pile of paperwork to keep me occupied and hopefully after lunch, a new book to read.
Friday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, only two more days of 12 hour shifts… but still 4 more days till little bear comes home.