Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Saturday Morning

9:30 am
Been up since five.
Must have been an early night.
Tired but not sleepy.
Supposed to go do yard work at the sister's.
An opportunity for exercise
and food.
Wait.
Finally get the call when attempting a nap.
Get up.
Induce vomiting (it was going to happen anyway)
A beautiful mix of coffee and milk.
Brush my teeth and put on my sneakers.
Ready to face a new day.

13 comments:

  1. sounds like everymornig for me...

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  2. Just another day.
    You'll lose it anyway.

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  3. One of those days. Bluh days.

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  4. hate rough days, especially when it's on a saturday morning :o

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  5. Never more self aware than I am on mornings like that, hang in there.

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  6. Have the breath mints handy.

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  7. Mmmm... I hate those mornings.

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  8. The one time in my life that I got drunk, my hangover was absolutely terrible. Reading this brings back bad feelings, bleh.

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  9. Of every virtue gives renown to men! Following!

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