You finally quit making excuses for showing up late to work. You even make eye contact with your boss and give a hearty “Good mornin’!” as you walk past his office.
You get to work and realize you remember absolutely nothing about the drive there.
You get halfway through your morning shower and can’t remember if you’ve washed your hair yet or not.
The weather man predicts 9 inches of snow and you no longer take mental inventory of your food supply, or even blink for that matter.
The only reason you shave your legs is because the hair is starting to get caught on the seams of your jeans.
It’s date night with your boyfriend, who has an awesome personality AND is built like an underwear model and kinda just wanna stay home and watch “Ramona and Beezus” with your kid.
You angle your desk lamp so it is shining in your face and squint and pretend it’s the sun.
You walk outside with your kid in the morning and it’s 26 degrees and she says “Whoa, it’s nice out!”
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