got up at 4:45am. By the time I got out of the shower it was 5:00am. I
had to shave, and de-wrinkle my pants in the dryer. I finished
shaving, and realized I need to check-in for the flight on the
computer. I turn the computer on, which takes an hour to boot up, and
check on my pants. They are a mangled, wrinkled mess. So, I search the
house for some Downy Wrinkle Releaser. I find three bottles that are
too empty to spray, so I have to combine them. I spray the pants, get
the wrinkles out the best I can, and check in on the computer, and
leave the house. It is about 5:25 at this point. I need to make some
awesome time. Luckily there is little traffic until I get to the toll
booth for O'Hare. I get through, find a parking space and head inside.
I find out I'm at a 'C' gate, which is on the other side of the
terminal. It is 5:50 now. I run through the terminal like a 1980's OJ
Simpson, manage to get through security quickly and get on the plane
at 6:15am. Plenty of time!
It was a stressful morning. I didn't compute the time I needed to
get up correctly. I should have left the house the time that I was
getting out of the shower. I don't know what I was thinking. Hitting
snooze twice didn't help either.
But, it all worked out. I made it home early, got a late lunch, picked
up the kids from school, fed them, then we all went to swimming
lessons. The kids took lessons, Jenn and I watched. You know what I
No, I'm not tired (yaaaaawn) at all.