Last night, I sent my last text message from bed at 3:58am.
This morning, my alarm went off at 5:38 per usual.
About 5:55, I emailed my running partner to ask her if I could cancel. When she didn't answer, I dragged my tired self out of bed, threw on my running clothes, and ran to the subway.
She wasn't there.
I waited, exhausted.
About 6:30, I suddenly realized: she had told me earlier this week that she was running after work on Wednesday. Today was Wednesday.
Replace "Yvette" with myself and pretend that I'm Mrs. White, talking about myself here:
Flames. From the side of my face. Today is not off to a good start. (And no, I didn't just run on my own. 1.75 hours of sleep? I'm writing this from bed. Catch you in another couple of hours.)
This morning, my alarm went off at 5:38 per usual.
About 5:55, I emailed my running partner to ask her if I could cancel. When she didn't answer, I dragged my tired self out of bed, threw on my running clothes, and ran to the subway.
She wasn't there.
I waited, exhausted.
About 6:30, I suddenly realized: she had told me earlier this week that she was running after work on Wednesday. Today was Wednesday.
Replace "Yvette" with myself and pretend that I'm Mrs. White, talking about myself here:
Flames. From the side of my face. Today is not off to a good start. (And no, I didn't just run on my own. 1.75 hours of sleep? I'm writing this from bed. Catch you in another couple of hours.)
That clip is amazing.
ReplyDeleteI <3 IT, TOO
ReplyDeleteYou poor thing. I hope you got some sleep after all that. What a nightmare.
ReplyDeletewhew, that exhausts me just reading about it. Hope that whatever's keeping you awake that late will subside, or we'll start seeing EXTREME EXTREME FATIGUE posts.
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