Late

So this morning I woke up and looked at the clock. It was too damn early. But in reality it was late. If I want to look decent at work and not be running around the house like a chicken with its head cut off, I need to get up by 5:15...5:30 at the latest. However, on this beautiful morning I just kept hitting the snooze and the next thing I knew 5:55 was glaring at me in the dark. Crap, Crap, Crap...

I washed my work pants last night and now I have thrown them in the drier. It is so not going to be fun to walk around this morning in damp clothes, but being that I have to leave the house by 6:30...the probabilty that they will be dry is slim to none.

I wonder if they would mind shifting the school day back twenty minutes...