Here's how it went down:
Wake up about 7:00 am, doesn't have to be at work until 9am so screws around for an hour.
Need to eat before, get some energy, how about an omelette?! YES. God, Helene you're a smart one.
Ok where do I park? Check myself out in the mirror one more time. Oh good lord, thank goodness, I have spinach in my teeth from my omelette.
Slowing closing eyes.
NO. Wake up.
Ok, I got this. Thank God, 10 more minutes I did it.
Sprints out door.
See that wasn't so bad.
I apologize if you're new around here and reading this post. Yes, I do talk to myself in the third person sometimes. Doesn't everybody? Just me. Got it.