Wednesday, December 7, 2011

I looked like a drowned ADHD rat

The morning started with me unable to drag myself out of bed. Before I continue I just want to clarify that this is NOT a complaints post, but it will be a post about how the little things can really create a comic failure.

I was unable to drag myself out of bed. Even after I took my Concerta when the alarm went off. My body and mind were both exhausted...and the step-daughter was having the same problem.

What followed was a morning filled with mundane failures that resulted in me getting to work about 45 minutes late.

Animals running around refusing to be corralled...dropping things over and over and over...tripping...losing things...after just finding them...then the kids' mom showed up...then the water heater installer showed up...then I lost my keys again...then I dropped my lunch bag and everything fell out of it...then I run outside with my bags and realize it's raining...and I don't have an umbrella...then I'm wearing a wool suit that smells funny when it gets wet...then I'm walking three blocks in the rain to work with four bags of stuff because my stuff isn't organized this week and then I wonder why I bothered to even dry my hair this morning...then I dropped my lunch bag again getting out of the elevator...

And so it continues...I guess it's just that kind of day.


  1. If it is still raining when you leave work, wear a garbage/trash bag as a poncho...Well, dogs like it when you smell funny & leave things on the floor. Especially Lunch. Barcelona’s Museum of Ideas and Inventions (MIBA) has opened its doors to inspire the public with their clever devices and weird contraptions, one of which is fluorescent dog food which is brightly colored and sickly looking and which will provide glow-in-the-dark dog poop called “Flou-Can.”

  2. Now that would have been the perfect icing on my comedically stupid day: a trashbag poncho over a cashmere suit, LOL...I love it :)

    Tonight, I dropped a jar of spaghetti sauce on the floor and your theory held true...the dogs loved it. They glowed not with the glow of special poop, but with the happy glow of dogs who are proud of their scavengings...