Aerden (aerden) wrote,

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Hot, Humid, Monday Mornings

I got up this morning and went across the street to buy my Mom a birthday card. Just before I crossed the street, I remembered that I had left my cell phone at home. Minorly annoying.

I got to the grocery store and had to hunt a while for a decent card. I wanted to get Mom something humorous, but all the humorous ones were really tacky. I finally settled on one that was meaningful without being overly sappy, paid for it, and hurried back across the street to catch my bus for work. Apparently, my bus was early or else it simply never came at the usual time. I wound up having to wait for the 6:35am bus. Bleah. Meanwhile, I was sweating waterfalls out in the heat.

I finally got to work--made it into my chair at 7:59am and turned on the switchboard.

I really must remember for Dad's birthday that morning is a bad, bad time to try and find a card. *sigh*

At least I did get good sleep, though!

Writing: mistri writes intelligently on writers' dreams and writers' delusions.

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