MONDAY!

I mean really! 
Some Monday's are just really Monday, ya know. 


It's not quite 10am on this current Monday. 
Let's review:


Alarm goes off for gym at 4:40am. Most mornings I hate that stinking alarm. I lay there having an in-depth conversation with myself, reminding me that I will certainly feel better after a run, and of course that I have a half marathon in not quite five weeks. And usually, I then crawl out of bed and get moving.  There are those mornings, today being one of them, where I just know I need the sleep and stay put...


Next alarm, at a more humane hour, goes off. we grumble and groan, and get out of bed. all is moving smoothly. as usual, Bill is ready hours ahead of me.. taking care of the dogs, the turtle, packing lunches, and today even running out to get Paper Towels & Jimmy Dean breakfast sandwiches,.. both of which had been forgotten during weekend shopping, and both of which are vital to our household. I was moving along - actually ahead of schedule with hair & makeup. Even had an outfit already planned out in my head- which is key for me. (note: 'ahead of schedule'  - yes, I time my morning routine by The Today Show and which local break or weather segment is on the air...)


This friends.. is where the downhill adventure begins. Hair done, makeup done. I put on my dress. Which has not been worn since early November. And is now 2inches shorter than it was in November. While it's quite cute, and looks quite good on me, it is NOT quite office appropriate. ARGH. I try to take solace in the fact that its not shorter due to me being wider, in fact, I remind myself, I'm less wide than last time I wore it. But I apparently did NOT get it out of the dryer in time (note: these thoughts run through my head in roughly .08 seconds). 


I'm now stumped. It is one of those days where it is a cloudy mid-40s morning, but in roughly 4 hours it will be sunny and mid-60s.  Weather like this takes planning. I pull out another dress option. Good length, tho it's one of those thin sweater dresses that needs tights in order to keep certain underclothes lines at bay. And its too hot for tights. Mental note: this dress now retired until next Fall.


Jeans = always an option, but this is the time of year where I want to be in dresses and save the jeans for rainy days. I imagine most of you think that at this point I should have just said screw it, pulled out ol faithful jeans and topped with medium weight sweater. NO. Dammit. I will wear a dress!


Third & fourth options.. both dresses, both proper fit and length, but a TAD too springy for Feb 27.  Both made of lighter materials, and just not quite right for Feb 27. 


At this point it's ridiculously close to the time we should be walking out the door. Bill has been home from the store and eaten. And is desperately trying to keep me from going over the Wardrobe Ledge. It doesn't help that our closet is a Black Hole. And, a danger to one's attempt to stay vertical, due to Erin's Boots strewn all over the floor. Does this happen to other people? 


I finally grumble and grab my denim skirt, which annoys me since I just wore it Thursday. And I grab a trusty pink embellished tee, and gray sweater that can be peeled off as the day warms. Change from camel boots to gray. Switch out gold-based jewelry to the silver-based. 


As I rush out to the kitchen to take my pills (multivitamin, allergy, etc etc) it occurrs to me that we're meeting a Closet Lady at our house at 3pm today. And there is a trail of clothes & shoes and jewelry from closet to bed... OMG how can I let someone see our house like this?!  ARGH. but there isn't time to clean up. And well. hell. Maybe she'll see the insanity of my morning and understand it is all the Closet's fault. And she'll come up with some awesome plan for designing a new closet, and give us a discount. Right?


We get to work. I get to my office. Sweating a tad from the rushing around. I sit down. Phone rings. It is Bill.  Calling to tell me his laptop is still at home.. in the living room....




WE LOVE YOU MONDAY!


on that note, I'm off to get some work done. and assume it can only get better.