So my alarm didn't go off this morning. Possibly because I forgot to set it, but nevertheless, I rolled over and looked at the clock at 5:41 this morning. I'm supposed to be at work at 6:00.
After the world's fastest shower and make up, I arrived at 6:09...really not bad. On the drive to work, I kept telling myself that I was not going to allow this to ruin my entire day. Then I kept trying to think of the name of that book about choosing your mood for the day. It was something about fish maybe? Lots of references to Pike's Pier?? Anyway, at one point in my life, I read a book about how you control your destiny by choosing your attitude each day. Obviously it was phenomenal considering my current take away.
So I arrive at work, choosing my good attitude and immediately jump in to the hundred things that need to be finished before the clients arrive. As I'm celebrating the fact that I am clean, have brushed my teeth and have make up on, I realize something horrible. In my hurried rush, I'm wearing a bra whose underwire is trying to be an escape artist. By the end of the day, I will be the first person I know with an under arm piercing.
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