When my alarm went off at 4 I thought groggily no I don’t work until 10 I can sleep later. Next time I looked it was 6:04 and I was awake. I got up put the kettle on and brushed my hair. Puttered over to the couch and settled into my spot.
I was doing a Google talk to text for my bff and as I am talking I am thinking about my day yesterday. And wait did I not…..I pulled down the top of the cell and stared at the date and time. And Day.
It was not Sunday.
It was Saturday. And I was working at 7 a.m.
I flew. Had less than a quarter of my coffee before I was out the door. I arrived at work with 9 minutes to spare. Only a little discombobulated.
I spent the day signing people up for the new Scene+ program that we are rolling out at work.
I am now ensconced on the couch, coffee in hand watching Designing Miami on Netflix.
I now know that tomorrow is Sunday. The day when I start at 10 not 7. A day that I will get to enjoy my morning coffee. 🙂