This comic about sums up my basic attitude most every morning.

I was up late last night doing work on the Silicon program book. I stayed up later than I planned and couldn’t go to sleep when I did go to bed.

I am an hour late to work because this morning started off badly . First it was me pulling the alarm clock out of the wall so I had no time. I didn’t have any of my shakes to drink to get me started so I chewed on a bar instead. I was trying to make something real for breakfast after that and I stubbed my toe on the vacuum cleaner. Ouch.

In the bathroom while getting ready, I found I did more damage to the toe than I thought, it was bleeding. Didn’t hurt after the first smash…yet…shock is a great thing. I am sure it isn’t too badly injured but not a good way to start a day.

When I put on my polo shirt and the hawaiian shirt over it and looked in the mirror, I found I had put the polo shirt on backwards. I didn’t think it was possible to do that without realizing it right away. I just thought the collar was up in the back and bugging my neck.

I forgot about the prepared food and it is currently sitting in my microwave at home so I bought a bagel with ham, eggs and cheese. I have a swig of OJ left from yesterdays food crisis. And here I sit trying to focus on the work that was waiting for me from yesterday. It seems the more important it is for me to be on time (I have to leave an hour early today) the more I work at messing it up. I actually want to be here.

I would ask for a Do Over for today but then I would have to go through it all over again. It wouldn’t be the same that doesn’t mean it would be better.