So there I was, bounding out of bed bright and early (only 10 minutes late!) full of energy and vim raring to meet the day. Of course, that was in my mind. My body dragged itself out, told my mind to f-off and stumbled to the early morning ablutions while peering bleary-eyed in the mirror. I wonder why you have to get yourself ready while in this state? I mean, eyes blurred as you try to find your mouth, let alone clean the night's deposits from it.
Still, limping out of the room I head to the cheerful usual morning chorus of greetings and sit down at a cooked breakfast while surrounded by my loving family (well, ok, I grab a bowl of cereal and go and see if this site has somehow magically started working overnight). And it HAD! I could upload! But only little things. Damnit!
Oh well, off to work with a splitting headache, bleary eyed and yawning (which lasted until 7:25 pm). I even made my first cup of coffee for several weeks today and it's still sitting beside me going cold - at least some things never change!
The email is sending now from the Mailing List because I stopped fiddling and reset it - amazing what just leaving things alone can do! KFC for lunch and felt crook the rest of the day. Why do I torture myself? Just because I love the taste....
And I cut my thumb.
Hmmm, definitely felt some personal growth here. What exciting things does tomorrow hold in store! Rest assured, I'll met it head on and bleary eyed wondering why the hell I go to bed after 1 am when I feel ratsh*t for the rest of the day....
I.F.