Day Six: I do not quite have a time to wake up.
After my usual sleep deprivedness (5 hours of sleep or less), run to the shower – pick up my son – church interview – take him to Tae Kwon Do – run to work. When I get home again, it will be Thursday morning.
The pattern will be like a pinball bounced all over that shiny box. All I need is that loud, annoying sound and it will be perfect. And the flashing lights, of course.
Here I am with a bowl of leftover soup for my breakfast+lunch+dinner altogether, bare feet still and no lipstick on, and 10 minutes before I march to my truck. Was worrying about the interview this morning before I fell asleep, but I guess if you are multitasking and have places to go where you can not be late, you don’t have time to worry.