Today was definitely a Monday. I have very little time in the morning, time that is completely filled with getting ready for work. Here’s a picture of my morning:
5:00 - Dan’s alarm goes off. I immediately have to pee, but can’t go because Dan’s in the bathroom getting ready for work. The desire to urinate is like some inborn, cosmic NEED. I would love to be able to sleep in, but my bladder will never let me. Now, my alarm doesn’t go off for another 10 minutes, but there’s not point in trying to sleep now. I lay there, though, suffering, because I’m too lazy to run for the guest bathroom.
5:08 ish: Dan is done with the bathroom. I bolt out of bed, grunt a greeting to Dan and high tail it into the bathroom. I start the shower to get it rolling and answer my bladder’s call. Yes, I know this is too much information. Get over it.
5:09: In the shower, struggling for consciousness. Sometimes I’m so tired I feel a little nauseous.
5:20 - Hurdle over the dogs into the closet - gently remind them that they went for a walk the night before. I don’t have time now. Avoid their crestfallen eyes. Push the guilt down into my toes. Find something to wear that, hopefully, matches and will be comfortable. Hem and haw over shoes. I can’t bring myself to wear the high ones yet.
5:22 - Onto the guest bathroom where I dry my hair and put my makeup on - not always in that order. I hate blow drying my hair - absolutely loathe it. But my hair looks icky right now if I don’t. It’s at that awkward length - I’m trying to grow it out. Dogs have followed me to this room - I steadfastly ignore their pleading eyes. Must be strong. Don’t have time.
5:35 - Hurry into the kitchen to make my lunch - lately it’s been turkey on wheat. If I’m feeling saucy I’ll put a slice of Provolone on it. Someday I’ll have time to make my breakfast, too. Don’t know when that will be. Currently I grab a piece of bread and a soda and eat it on the way.
5:40 - Throw dog food in the bowls for the dogs. Hobie will ignore his. Eva will inhale hers.
5:42 - Begin loading stuff into the truck. Invariably I forget something and have to run back inside.
5:50 - Last minute check - this is usually the time that I also remember that I wanted to burn a CD - this morning it was The Fray, Michelle Branch and something else but I can’t remember what.
5:58 - Con Eva behind her barrier. Put their food down and race out the door.
6:02 - Leave for work - sometimes I have to get gas which puts me a bit behind.
6:45 - Arrive at Saguaro.
So, that’s a typical morning for me. And Dan wonders why I can’t do “fill in the blank task here” in the morning. NO TIME!!!
This morning, my principal called all the 4th grade teachers in to tell us one of us might have to move to a different school. Numbers are all screwy in the district. One of the other teachers volunteered to go, so hopefully it won’t be me (even though it probably would have been if she hadn’t volunteered - I was the last hired). She doesn’t want us newbies to have to adjust to another school when we’re still figuring out what we’re doing. Don’t know yet if this is definite. Cross your fingers not. If she does have to move - I’ll get more students. Sigh.
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