Mister mrtl left yesterday for a little vacay in the Middle East (har har), and here I am thinking that I've got it all under control.
Plans for today involve a lunch date for the work spouses' book club. I was mistakenly thinking it was at 11:30 and so planned to jump in the shower at 10:30.
Jump in the shower I did, though a tad late, then started panicking a little. Was it at 11 or 11:30? Fuck. Hurried through shower, ran out to check the email. Have I mentioned that I'm hosting this lunch date? That I set the time? OMG it was at 11.
Flashback. I'm 19. Living in San Diego and working just across the street from my Mission Beach apartment. The alarm didn't go off, and I woke up 15 minutes before my shift started. Frightfully in need of a shower, I was amazed that I was able to get there on time.
I knew I could do it in 20 minutes.
Rush, rush, panic, panic. What to wear? Sheeeeit. I glanced at my (digital) alarm clock. 9:47? Huh? Check watch...
My name is mrtl. I am 37 and still don't know how to tell time.
I totally could have made it.

Hilarious! I can't decide if the universe was working with you or against you...
Posted by: kalki | 2009.03.05 at 06:42 PM
You so crazy. I'm looking forward to seeing you in April xoxo
Posted by: Susie | 2009.03.06 at 01:51 PM