I haven’t gotten too much sleep the past several days. Some of it is my own fault. I found some really awesome new websites this weekend, and I it was 2am before I knew it both Friday and Saturday nights. I also tend to be a sleepasaurus on the weekend days, but I woke up early and did not get a nap either day. My sleep problems are sufficient for a whole post –perhaps more than one.
This is very long preface to help explain the condition I was in when I got out of bed this morning. I could have just said I was tired, but this is my blog , so I got all run-on-sentencey instead.
So, I fall out of bed today–far short of awake. I don’t generally turn on the light in the bedroom since I don’t re-enter it again. I aimed for the door, but ran into the wall instead. After a quick course adjustment, I walk across the hallway to the bathroom, and step into a pile of catshit. It squishes between my toes. I wash said catshit off of my feet. Then I went to the sink. My eyes are open at this point, but evidently not quite open enough. I pop open the pill-minder slot that has the “W” on it. (Yes, I have a pill-minder–two of them–one for morning and one for bedtime. I am an old fart on too many meds. Again, enough fodder there for a whole post.) I toss the pills in my mouth and reach for the glass of water. As I bring the glass to my lips, I realize that I have made a serious error. I have opened the “PM” meds and not the “AM” meds. The “PM” meds include my sleeping pill (see above referenced sleep issues). I start spitting like someone who has found a fingernail in their tuna sandwich. I manage to expunge all the medicine from my mouth. I then wash my face and get ready to face the day.
The day was crazy at work, but as the title says, it did get better. However, I never did get over the feeling that I still had catshit between my toes.
So, what was the best (or worse) part of your day today?