First off, the picture of Bo-Bo here is only for pure cute-ness value. It is a classic "Bo-Bo" moment---sitting in his bed--looking a little confused. Love it.
Anyway, back to the reason I'm posting. As I was getting ready for work today I had to inwardly laugh at how ridiculous my routine has become. This is a typical weekday morning for me:
6:15 AM---Alarm goes off---snooze button is hit--annoyed nice dream was so rudely interrupted
6:20 AM--Alarm goes off-snooze button is hit--trying to recapture that dream
6:30 AM---repeat
6:35 AM---contemplate how much longer I could sleep and still have enough time to get ready
6:38 AM---realize I need to get up NOW if I'm going to get to work at a decent hour. Push Bo-Bo out of bed (lazy little guy) and we both get up for the day
6:40 AM---Shower---contemplate exactly how many more days I have until I actually have to purchase more shampoo---consider what kind of shampoo I will buy---oooh, that new Pantene Pro-V Naturals looked good--I bet Walgreen's on the Mall will have it...
6:55 AM--emerge from shower---towel off, get dressed
7:05 AM--feed the animals. Rinse the water bowl out--refill with (filtered) water. Place back on floor. Fill new food bowl (Bo-Bo) with 1/4 c. dry dog food (organic of course)--top off with a few tablespoons of wet food. Place on floor. Top off Aria's food bowl with cat food
7:07: Bo-Bo sniffs food...walks away--apparently disgusted.
7:08: Put together my breakfast of champions---1/2 C. dry oatmeal, 1/2 C. frozen berries, put in Tupperware, place in work bag. Rinse out and refill my SIGG water bottle. Place in bag for work.
7:09: Bo-Bo still has not touched food. I top it off with some of my dry oatmeal--he comes running to eat.
7:10: Turn on Alice 105.9, blow-dry portion of hair, clip back, start on make-up, contemplate best way to conceal under eye circles...
7:25: Almost ready---finish blow-drying hair. Realize I can't leave door open to bedroom while at work else face a destroyed comforter upon return by Bo-Bo.
7:26: Go to close door to bedroom, realize Aria is under bed, must get her out
7:29: Flicky toy is out---trying to entice Aria to get out from under bed. Bo-Bo thinks the toy if for his entertainment---he lunges around it...I put him in a sit to which he immediately rolls onto his back for a belly rub
7:30: Rubbing Bo-Bo's belly while still trying to coax Aria from under bed. She is amused--scoots further under the bed.
7:32: I move Bo-Bo out of the way and manage to get a hold of Aria's middle and pull her out from under the bed. Bo-Bo immediately tries to jump on top of her....I lift her up and out of his reach---get them both out of the bedroom and shut the door. I place Aria gingerly on the coffee table
7:35: Ack! Have to leave now to catch my train
7:36: Run out the door, saying a prayer asking, no begging that the animals behave themselves while I'm out.
7:37: Leaving apartment...upon exiting elevator and into lobby little boy grabs onto my jeans---I look ahead and see a big dog---I smile at the boy and coax him over to his mom. Walking faster now, running late.
7:47: Out of breath, climb into the lightrail
7:48: On the lightrail off to work. Panting, take a swig from my SIGG bottle. Glad I brought it! Headphones on...enjoying the ride.
