Spend the Morning with Goldilocks

Don't you hate it when you're running late in the morning? Don't you hate it even more when you get up EARLY and you're still running late?! Ugh.

The problem started because I have to look semi-decent today. You know that's a problem for me. The saying "lipstick on a pig" always seems to cross my mind when I'm making an effort like that. Anyway, I do the best I can, and I start to get dressed when I realize - I can't find my bras. Oh, I have an entire drawer full of bras, but they don't fit. I'm not crazy -I keep them in case I gain or lose weight. So, anyway, I have to put one of those on and it doesn't fit right. Then, I try another...and another...and on and on. I'm like Goldilocks and the 30 bras. Finally I find one that fits somewhat even though it totally accentuates my backfat.

Moving on...the rest of the morning was just a blur. If there was an Olympic event for efficiency in the morning, I think I would probably place. May not be first, but I would be up there. I had 20 minutes to make sure my son was dressed and ready, fix his lunch, fix his snack, make sure he has what he needs in his backpack, change my daughter's diaper and get her ready, fix coffee, get my daughter's milk together, pack the golf cart with what we need, and get us all out the door. And you know what? I did it! No, don't hold your applause...let it out! :-)