One of the challenges of only having one car is overtime. Specifically Sunday over time, when I have to be at church that day.
My day started at O'dark thirty. 5am to be exact. We all bundle into the car (myself, the dog and the Spousal Equivalent) and I take him to work. ON the way back, the dog and I stop at the bank to deposit some money into the ATM.
I get home at 6am, and set up to watch NCIS. (Mainly to keep me awake). I close my eyes and open them again at 8:15.
Cue the Benny Hill music themed run around the house to get ready.
I run to Starbucks for coffee and oatmeal then get to church late.
It's when I'm there, I notice something. Everyone's in blue.
Then people started offering me sweaters ans scarves. All in Blue. Apparently when the color blue was mentioned at rehearsal on Thursday they meant to wear it. I'm dense people! You want me to wear it, tell me!
So I'm sleepy, groggy, hungry and now embarrassed. But no, it doesn't end there.
By the time I got around to eating my oatmeal it has solidified into a solid, pasty, inedible mass.
This is the point where I burst into tears and seriously contemplated just going home. But I didn't.
Now I'm off to eat my leftover pizza and take a nap.