a thursday morning

Reasons my morning sucked:


As I lay in my bed last night, trying (most unsuccessfully) to get to sleep, I noticed a strange orange glow about my room.

Strange! says I. Perhaps my blinds are not closed completely.

So I scooted over towards the window at the foot of my bed. I checked, but no - the blinds we fully lowered. I twisted the little twirly thing on the side - it was twisted as far as it would go.


And then I had a dreadful suspicion. The room is lighter than it should be late at night? A strange glow? Couldn't be.

But yes. I pulled open the blinds to see - snow. Yes. SNOW.


YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME.


Then this morning, after sleeping fitfully (already being stressed out for other reasons), and dreaming of snow (can't even escape it there)... I got out of bed, did my French homework, got dressed and prepared to leave.
But then I realized, the cursed snow was still on the ground. I needed to put on something warmer.
So I pulled on a sweatshirt, glanced at the clock - 8:04. Perfect. I would be on time for the bus.

I walked to the front door, feeling a bit frustrated but hoping to just shake it off.
That is when I realized there were old toothpaste stains down the front of my sweatshirt. I had neglected to notice these previously and had hung the soiled sweatshirt back up in my closet. Crap.

So I ran back to my room, hurriedly grabbed another sweatshirt (which happened to be too small. But what did I care? I'm was to be late!) Another glance at the clock, 8:07. Oh, good. I should still make it for the 8:12.

False.

The bus decided to be EARLY today. So, for the first time this semester, I missed the bus.