[start whining]
you know. the kind where i don’t remember much from my morning besides stuffing a bit of egg casserole down my throat before heading out. the kind where suddenly the clock above my office door went from 9am to 1pm in a matter of five minutes. the kind where my good and faithful and always by my side To Do list was forgotten about again while i took care of other matters. the kind where certain projects took up more time than i had set aside for them and i found myself starting to pull my hair out. the kind where i went home after work to put my hair back together, teach a 1/2 hour lesson, grab a little something to put in my tummy, and then leave again… to go back to the same place i had just spent my entire day. the kind where after singing for ten minutes my voice was telling me to stop — today was just not its day. the kind where i got a catch in my lower back 30 minutes into a two hour practice where i would have to stand, play keyboard, sing, and tell others what to do. the kind where i didn’t want to do any of it.
yeah. you know. one of those days.
[end whining]
11/09/2008 at 10:39 pm Permalink
Did your clock really go from 9am to 1pm in five minutes.
Woah.
12/09/2008 at 9:24 am Permalink
@LisaC.: yes, my office clock is just that unique and talented.