The alarm clock. Something went wrong with me and my usual reliable relationship with my alarm clock this morning. I either forgot to set it last night, or I hit Off instead of Snooze. I am not sure which it was, but I woke up a full hour later than my usual waking time. I did not get to have my leisurely two cups of coffee with the morning newspaper, nor did I have any time to go online before leaving for work. Yes, I usually do get up extra early so that I have time to do both of these, because that time taken makes me feel more settled for the day. Today, I am scrambled.
September. Seriously, you suck this year. Rain, humid, bleah. What happened to crisp cool mornings and warm days? Do you even understand how difficult this month has been on my hair? My nicely flat-ironed tresses become a frizzy gigantic mess by the time I reach work every morning. I do not even know why I bother anymore.
The Bus. Relating to the item above, the bus is like a steam bath most mornings. Even though I take off my coat on the bus, I am a limp, warm, wilted and dejected employee by the time I reach work. Also, it was nice to be on a bus this morning that called out the stops automatically, but too bad that same bus was so jam-packed that it closed the doors behind me, leaving behind about ten people. To make matters worse, once I moved to the back of the bus, there was space for another 15 people or so. It seems this bus was only jam-packed right next to the driver.
People. No, I don’t mean you Dear Reader, I mean the people who like to hear their own voices all of the time, and who never let anyone else get a word in or care to listen to what others have to say.
The Squirrels. There are far too many of them in my neighbourhood and they all look like rats around this time of the year. This morning I had to pass through a narrow path to get to the bus, and I had one cornered, completely unintentionally. I envisioned myself being featured on an episode of When Squirrels Attack. Despite the overrun of squirrels, I do have one little squirrel that I have grown quite fond of, but I haven’t seen Stubby in quite some time. Stubby, who is recognizable by his non-existent tail, is perhaps no more? Poor old Stubs.
Vegetables. I am trying to eat more of them. I am on my zillionth carrot this lunch hour and I would like to stop chewing now.
So, what is making you grumpy today? Good news stories to try to cheer me up are not permitted. Thank you.