Wednesday Morning Can Suck It

Let's just review my day thus far.

I stayed up later than usual last night, alternating games of Angry Birds and Fruit Ninja while Baseball Tonight played in the background.  I am good at both, by the way, so when the Angry Ninja Fruit Bird Championship comes to town, I am so going to win that fucker.

Anyway.

When I awakened at 5:35 am this morning, I hopped in the shower and immediately began to plot extra time to Fruit Ninja-up.  Which I did while wrapped in my towel, sitting in my bed, and drinking coffee (I had managed to set the auto-brew the night before).  Perhaps it needn't be said but let the record reflect that this lady-of-leisure crap so does not get the lunch boxes packed.  Not to mention the hair blow-dried.  Or the exams graded.  WTF?

I hit the kitchen at 6:20 am, planning to make up for my slacker ways by moving lightening fast through the chores at hand.  Lunches: packed.  Breakfast: prepared (fruit smoothies…..in keeping with the Fruit Ninja theme).  Kid: awakened and forced to face the day.  Dishwasher: unloaded.  Personal grooming:  good enough.  And out the door we went.  Right on time, by the way.  Cha-ching.

Turns out that I was sans laptop.  In my world, that's tantamount to leaving your brain at home.  I  didn't realize the mistake until we arrived at school.  So while JT trudged off to the 5th grade, I  fired up the car, called the office to say I'd be a few minutes late, and drove home to get my brain computer.  The car, always eager to get in on the action, played its chugging maybe-I'll-stall/maybe-I-won't game at virtually every intersection, thus assuring that my adrenaline level remained startlingly high.

The day has evened out a bit and my afternoon should be less ridiculously stupid (but for the fact that I have just officially tempted fate by saying as much).  But when you consider that there are two days left in the week let's just say that I'm a tad nervous.  Friday can't come fast enough.