I awoke in a panic this morning at 7am because I’d overslept and promised Amy I would drive her to school. I lay in bed just wishing it wasn’t Friday. I went over all the things I had to do at work today and recognized that Saturday would have to wait…for a few more minutes when I finally rose from bed to hurriedly get dressed. Finally I looked at my phone to see that it claimed today was Saturday. I didn’t believe the phone. I stood in dazed confusion trying to reconcile my belief that today was Friday with the information on the phone claiming otherwise. Eventually I came to the conclusion that a good cup of coffee would bring clarity to this befuddlement so I began my day…my Saturday…at 7:04am.
What did I begin the day doing? Hot glue!
