Kodak Moment

I overslept. I shot out of bed thinking "WoW It's Bright!"

Glanced at my alarm clock - crapped myself a bit and flew about my apartment trying to get ready. Shirt, Skirt, Pony-tail, deoderant, lip gloss, flip-flop wedge shoes. Out the door!

The plus side of living across the street from work is you can over sleep and no one notices because you're not even really late....you just look like shit *ahem*.

The bad thing is that you don't get that drive in to really wake up. I have gone from half-asleep to "fully-functioning" in 5 minutes. (Quotes to suggest how sarcastic the term fully-functioning is in this sentence).

I opt for the back door since it's closer to my apartment by 100 yards plus maybe people will assume I've been here since 8 I just went to get a pop.

Picture this in the first person if you can -

Keys in the door - turning, trip on wedgie sandle on door lip, try to catch self on the door, twist ankle and fall out of other wedgie sandal, weight and inertia are pushing door open - falling - FALLING - abort catching self on door - instead hurl self at the wall with arms outstretched to brace - knees buckle, somhow slow tumble stops, not a full face-plant. SUCCESS!

Slowly straighten up - pull skirt down - look for cameras - not to destroy evidence but to borrow so can see how stupid that manuever was.

No - video camera.

Simply giggle while walking to office - fight the urge to bust gut laughing as picturing scene in head.