Saturday, November 03, 2007

Breathe....just breathe.....

I stir in my sleep, turn over and then register that there's a glimmer of daylight filtering through the blind. Brain starts to go ....light....means something...uh.... morning? .....mmm....daylight=not so early.... mmff... whatimeisit? *yawn*....look at clock ...6:15... mmm.... tired....

6:15??!! Omigod, omigod, OMIGOD!! I was supposed to meet my client an hour ago!!!! Late, late, LATE!! LAAAAAAAAAATE!!! *springs out of bed*

*pauses* Hold on....what day is it today? Friday... no, Saturday. *breathes again* First client's not till 8:00am.

Nothing like starting the day with a totally unnecessary case of panic.

8 comments:

Sara said...

Muahahahaha! I got a nice visual with that one! So funny... I NEVER know what day it is. Heh!

Kek said...

Yeah, real funny. >:( You KNOW I have a completely out of control phobia about being late.

Actually, it would have been kinda funny. Like the opening scene from Four Weddings & a Funeral. You know, with Hugh Grant and that red-headed chick waking up late for the wedding.... only in my case, with a LOT more 4-letter words.

Cat said...

wow very impressed by how early u start exercising, at the mo i dont consider even struggling out of bed till the clock says 8 or later, but then im lazy

Sara said...

Poor thing! It probably came on because of the shock of being mum to a 20 year old. Well done. All mums deserve a million dollars when they have successfully raised a child to adulthood.

kathrynoh said...

It's always nice though when you realise it's a Saturday :D

Selina said...

LoL - that's totally my worst nitemare too :)

Chris H said...

That is too funny mate!!! I think I have done that a few times in my life, not fun eh? LOL

Java said...

I could visualise that too and it gave me a great chuckle.

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