Ode to a Sunday:
Wake too early to the buzz of an alarm and spend five minutes trying to turn off my glasses before I realize that they aren't the ones making that horrible noise and I've shattered the frames and bits are stuck in my hand and I jump from my coccon and dance around trying to pick slivers out with my teeth until I remember I haven't brushed them yet and how unsanitary that is, so I go use my SpongeBob toothbrush to clean my chompers and shower and not until I start to shampoo my hair does it dawn on me that my alarm is still going off and the frames of my broken glasses are still stuck in my hand. The shower water is too hot and my legs are burning. I'm still too tired to decide which of these problems I want to take care of first, and this is too much for my brain, so I step out and take a nap on my bathroom mat and decide to leave it all for tomorrow.
Until I realize I need to do my laundry.
Wake too early to the buzz of an alarm and spend five minutes trying to turn off my glasses before I realize that they aren't the ones making that horrible noise and I've shattered the frames and bits are stuck in my hand and I jump from my coccon and dance around trying to pick slivers out with my teeth until I remember I haven't brushed them yet and how unsanitary that is, so I go use my SpongeBob toothbrush to clean my chompers and shower and not until I start to shampoo my hair does it dawn on me that my alarm is still going off and the frames of my broken glasses are still stuck in my hand. The shower water is too hot and my legs are burning. I'm still too tired to decide which of these problems I want to take care of first, and this is too much for my brain, so I step out and take a nap on my bathroom mat and decide to leave it all for tomorrow.
Until I realize I need to do my laundry.
tronvillain:
Your alarm buzzes? I have the shrieking kind. Glasses eh? I don't even own wearable glasses any more. I should really get some.