Yes, I’m A Mother
This morning I was late. It’s no different from any other day; I’m consistently late. And there’s really no excuse for it; the problem is, after waking up at a quarter to five, I work out for an hour, take my shower, then climb back into my bed for a fifteen minute catnap before getting up to get ready for work.
All I have to do is NOT climb back in the bed.
For some reason, every single morning, that’s just NOT an option. So today, like every other day, I climbed back in the bed, snoozed for fifteen minutes, and woke up late. Again. And the daily routine of running around frantically began again, just as it does every single day. Blow dry the hair. Get dressed. Brush teeth. Grab Alex. Change diaper. Get her dressed. Fix her hair. Brush her teeth. Find shoes. Grab lunch. Gather bags… etc., etc., etc…
But today, when I reached the day care, I noticed one boot was looser than the other. I lost a small piece of rubber on my right heel yesterday, so I didn’t pay too close attention to the fact that one heel seemed slightly lower than the other… Unbuckle Alex. Grab diaper bag. Rush inside. Lean down. Give hugs and kisses. And that’s when I noticed, one tip of my boot was rounded, while the other one was pointy.
I was wearing two different shoes.
You hear about this happening to scatter-brained moms and laugh at them; that could NEVER happen to you. Well, let me just be the first to say, YES IT CAN. So now I was faced with a dilemna; do I go to work and hope no one will notice, or do I risk the wrath of my boss and be even LATER than usual?
Are you kidding me? There’s no way in HELL I’d be caught walking into work with two different shoes on! So I ran home, got caught in traffic on the way back, and walked into work thirty minutes late with matching shoes.
A girl’s got to get her priorities straight….
May 6th, 2007 at 8:38 am
Your to funny! I have painted my toe nails on one foot and forgot to paint the other.