Monday morning: 6:45am...oh look Nicki, you are sleeping through your alarm. You should have been up at 6.
Quick shower, drink some water, brush my teeth, hair in a pony tail, out the door. Walk to the car with box to be sent, mail to be sent, purse, ready go! Lock the door handle before I leave.
Arrive at car...oh wait. Keys. Look through the top of my purse. No, I'm sure I didn't pick them up. I call a roommate who is hopefully awake and ask her to let me in the house. Kindly, she does. I walk downstairs to pick up my keys off of the key hooks. Oh wait, not there. Look in purse. Hmm...look at that. They are right there. I didn't need to bother. Walk out the door again, now much later than I like to leave. Lame.
Fortunately, traffic is amazing and I still make it to work on time.
Parked at work, on the opposite end of the garage from where I normally park. I walk into the stairwell and go up a level. The door that goes into the hospital doesn't have a handle. Hmm...that's weird. There is a door that maybe leads outside, but I decide just to go to the other side of the garage. I walk back down a level and turn the handle to the door. Locked. Unusual. I go down to the bottom floor of the garage. Door locked. This stairwell is really really hot and I can just imagine calling the front desk and asking to have someone from security come and save me. Awesome work. Last try is the possible door that leads outside. It works. Phew. I am out free and headed into my office.
Now I'm at my desk and really thirsty. I want some water in my water bottle. I reach for it....Not there. Down to the car. In the garage and at the car....oh wait. I didn't bring my keys. Up to the office, down to the car, keys in hand. Unlock the car and look inside. No water bottle. I know I had it. I walk back upstairs and there it is, on the shelf above my desk. I've been awake less than two hours. Happy Monday. I'm a wreck!
Hahaha...I honestly laugh at this. Three weeks ago I was feeling like life was going better than it had in years. The last three weeks threw me for a loop. My car broke down twice and I drove over a nail and ruined a tire on my way to the mechanic's. The second time it broke down a crazy woman pulled into the parking lot where I was pulled over and started...harassing? me. I honestly was afraid for my physical well being, possibly my life, and most definitely my car because she almost ran it over (intentionally). So I got to call the police.
The next week Tania went into the hospital. She had an artery tear, had bypass surgery, and then the rest of the artery tore. After a very long week in the hospital, she is home and stable. We don't know what her prognosis is or how much damage actually occurred and won't for about 6 months. After an unexpected trip to Missouri to help with the kids and visit the family, I came back to my life. I fear I never really made it back to organized and under control!! That said...things are still good. Fun times, good job, earning money, healthy...life is good!
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