Tuesday, February 23, 2010

One Thing Forgotten

Just like I do every other morning, when I got up at 5:30 this morning, I gave my screaming bladder some relief, washed my hands, took my night guard out and brushed it, and brushed my teeth, and then I got dressed.

And then I went to work.

Some two hours later I hear the Richard's house-slipper shuffle coming across the linoleum in the kitchen and dining area and heading toward where I work and then I hear him "heh heh heing" behind me.

What? I don't turn around.

You forgot to comb your hair and you look like you have stuck your finger in a light socket. But that's OK, I forgot to comb my own hair too.

But actually, it is not OK, because on more than one occasion I have lept up from the computer at 7:45 and raced out of the house to get to my 8:00 AM aerobics class without bothering to look at myself in the bathroom mirror before charging out the door.

Must remember to add "brush  hair" to the morning routine.

2 comments:

Oklahoma Granny said...

Too funny!

Paula said...

I was lazy this morning and didn't go to Curves. Haven't combed my hair either. Have a good day.