I overslept this morning. Well I mean, I didn’t get up until around 6:30 which is really late for me. I’d like to blame it on the diet that MacGyver and I are on but really, I just wanted to stay in bed this morning.
When I finally did decide to get up I was still a bit groggy and I should be embarrassed to tell you what I did because unfortunately it isn’t the first time but I’m going to tell you anyway.
I ran the coffee through my kuerig without a cup again, only this time I was actually standing right there as the coffee slowly spilled out onto the counter, and I didn’t notice a thing until the hot liquid actually hit my foot.
Then I got on the iPad to play Design Home before getting to work or working out because, priorities. Unfortunately I realized that I need to make an appointment with the eye doctor because I can’t see well with my contact lenses or my glasses. I decided to go with the glasses today because they seemed to be the better of the two.
After a half hour of Design Home I felt guilty for not working out because I like to do that first thing in the morning. After watching a segment on the news about Zumba I had the bright idea to find a Zumba video on Youtube.
I started out like this,
This is good, I thought, I got this. So I got a little more into it.
A Pitbull song came on and naturally my tongue sticks out because I am SERIOUS. And you know that’s what happens when I’m serious. I was into it now. This was an awesome workout but so much fun, so I let loose.
I mean really, really loose.
And I think I have serious rhythm because in my mind, I’m JLo! For real…I’m that good.
Oh yeah, I was into it.
Except, I forgot to move shit out of my way before I started. And I accidentally hit the bird cage with one of my flailing arms which resulted in me falling slightly backwards and then into and over the coffee table.
And now my glasses look like this,
So since the scratch is in the middle, I have to push the glasses over to the side and down a bit so that I can see the computer screen. You know, all crooked like. A sardonic representation of my morning.
It’s going to be a fabulous day! Tomorrow I’ll start with an early alarm and a bike ride.
Tell me how your morning started.