Monday, October 09, 2006

Dreams, traffic and aeroplanes

Today has not been exactly brimming with fabulousness. It hasn't been a horrible, horrible day either, just one of those that's full of annoying little inconveniences.

First there was the whole getting-up-at-4:30am thing. I got to bed a little later than I planned, and then ju-u-ust when I was teetering on the very precipice of sleep, I had to get up to unload some of the water I'd stupidly drunk during the evening (I never drink much after dinner for this exact reason). THEN I woke up at 1:00am. And 2:15am. And 3:00am. And 4:10am. And finally, when I was right in the middle of a dream about a personal one-on-one training session with Bill Phillips :p the #%*!-ing alarm went off. Talk about lousy timing!

After that my day went more or less as usual, until it was time to head home. I planned to leave at 4:00pm, since I had to pick up The Baby at 5:00, but was delayed and walked out at 4:10. Still plenty of time....until two cars in front of me in Essendon decided to have a collision and block both of the through lanes to the Tulla Freeway, where I was heading. Aargh! So I took a right turn onto some side road, even though I had NO idea where it went, and eventually found my way through to Pascoe Vale Rd, which would take me to the freeway. Except I wasn't sure where I'd come out, so I turned left when I should have turned right. *sigh* Check the time - no worries, I can cut through Glenroy, round the back of Fawkner cemetary, onto the Hume Hwy and still make it on time. "Oops, that was Glenroy St", thinks I as I sail past. Uh-oh. No U-turn anywhere here. Double aargh! So, after driving halfway to Sydney and back (well, it seemed like it) I eventually got to the school at 5:10, to find my anxious son waiting at the gate for me.

Then when I get home, I realise that I forgot to return a DVD that was due back yesterday, so now we owe a late fine. :-( AND Bike Boy rings from Brisbane airport to tell me that his plane has sprung a hydraulic leak or some such, and he looks like being a couple of hours late getting home from his Very Important Meeting.
:-( :-(

....He did text me 10 minutes later to advise that the Qantas Club had just brought out party pies, so HIS evening obviously got better.

2 comments:

kathrynoh said...

Do workouts in your dreams count? Sounds like a great way to multi-task :)

Hope the evening got better.

Kek said...

Of course dream workouts count, Kathryn...they better anyway, since I missed mine this morning. :o(

Actually, I'm sure a dream workout with Fab Bill counts for 2 normal workouts. ;-)

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