I never really understood the expression "woke up on the wrong side of the bed", especially when my bed's pushed up against the window and if I tried to get up on the other side of it I'd fall five floors to my death.
But I did get up on the wrong side of the bed today. And I realised getting up on the wrong side of the bed has a lot to do with what happened the day before.
For example: Not having enough sleep on Thursday, knowing you're physically unfit but going for hot yoga anyway (more on that later), going drinking and having a late Thursday night when you have work the next day? Definitely the right setting to waking up on the wrong side of the bed.
And then if your Friday morning looks like this it just gets worse: alarm rings and you fall promptly back to sleep, missing the snooze all the way till 8friggin10 when you have to be at work at nine. Going to use the bathroom but someone else is in it, finally give up waiting and using the parental's bathroom at 8.20 (which has NONE of your stuff in it so you don't smell like you today and that knocks me outta whack), take a record shower and be ready by 8.45 only to get downstairs and be locked in a staring competition with another lady trying to get a cab. Giving up at 9 and calling a taxi because there are none on the road, and finally getting into the office at 930 to 237 emails.
CB.
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