Now as an adult I still am a raging C YA in the morning. People know better then to even call me anymore. Nothing before 11 folks sorry! If you do dare to call me then it better be to tell me my bed is on fire, or you have that money you owe me. I love when I am trying to schedule stuff and the receptionist says "9:30 ok?" I respond with no, anything after 2? I need time for coffee before I do anything, and by time I mean at least 2 hours.Then I justify it with "I work nights" which I do, I mean only 2 days a week one of which isn't even during the week but it's not their business.
Now on that note, I decided to have kids, 3 adorable little bundles of joy
So with all that being said...This is for you morning: You are my enemy, my arch nemesis, you are the pretty blonde in high school that everyone hates but everyone is nice too because they have to be. You are a sliver in my texting finger. You are a stain on my 'court clothes'. You are the guy in front of me at a stop light who is too far behind the line to trigger the sensor to change! We will never be friends, we will never even be on speaking terms. So let it go, and move on. 10pm is my best friend, and you will NEVER be as awesome as 10pm, so stop trying.
you tell mornings what the fuck IS UP!!!! Really looking forward to where this blog goes :)
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