Up

I’m up early as uszh but today's different. The problem here is that I’ve got to not only be awake but out of the damn house and across town....by an obscenely bright and sparkly hour too. NINE, 9AM! I have a PT appointment. 

Yes, I ‘hear’ you—nine’s not so early, Donna. Sure, sure, I understand—it’s not really THAT much of an ungodly hour. BUT, ya see, between all the years of working from home and all my time spent in Recovery Town it’s been a long bloody time since I’ve had to put a bra on and be out the door in time to get anywhere by NINE AM. This may take a coordinated effort which I no longer possess.

So, ‘scuse me, I gotta go find a cuppa and a bra that still fits. //groan//