Losing my damn mind

So today I had to get up early for work-- early for me since most days I make my own hours and can sleep until 9:30/10. I had to be downtown at 8:30. I got up and wearily got ready all the while thinking, man if I could just sleep for a few more minutes. I drove the 15 minutes downtown, parked and walked to work. Where the door was locked. This was 8:30 am.

Hmmm.

It seemed a little odd to just stand there. HA! The girl waiting for the abortion clinc to open!! So I went next door to have a caramel roll. Went back at 9 am and still no cigar. I was starting to panic. Nevermind the building being closed, where were all the protesters? What the hell? What day is it? Do I even work here? Am I a mental patient in the psych ward having a paranoid delusion?

That's when I checked my planner again. Turns out I work at 8:30 am TOMORROW.

Sweet. So I essentially drove downtown at 8:30 to eat a caramel roll!!!!!

I've been doing some work from home today but I think I'll use this extra downtime to finally get downtown to see this art exhibit "Art of the Stamp".

I'm on call at 5 pm tonight so I gotta have fun before then. Wish me luck.