My alarm goes off at 5am. I sleepily turn it off, in an effort to not wake up Hubbie any more than I need to, because he, unlike me, can sleep in.
I tell myself I will get up. I will get up. Just a few more minutes. It is sooo cold. I’m warm now, but when I get up, the icy air will hit me hard. Just a few more minutes…
I look at the clock. It is now 5:27am.
“F^&k!” I whisper, throwing the covers off me.
If it was just the 15 or so minutes later I’ll be, that’s fine, I think. I will at worst be at work 5 minutes late. No biggie.
But then, something happens.
THE MONASH FREEWAY happens.
There are two incidents, both near the start and end of my Monash journey, so that I end up anticipating a good 30 minute late start to work.
It’ll be ok, and I won’t get in trouble… I just hate it.
Even so, when I park my car before the 10 minute walk over to the building, I spot something. I have to take out my phone, and SNAP!
Being late was worth it, for that sky.
Soon, it is the end of the day. I jump into my car eagerly. I want to go to a nearby shop on our side of town that closes at 5:30pm. If I get home by 4:30, we have about an hour.
But then, something happens… again.
Yep, you guessed it… the freaking Monash freeway.
Multiple incidents and who knows what else forecast my trip as taking an extra half an hour to get home, so I take an alternative route, that gives me all manner of stress and hell, but I manage to make it home, a bit later than thought, but still, we all run out to the shop.
We come back home after 5:30. I am tired. I have been out of the house ALL day. I am cold. I am hungry. I just want a moment to myself. Baby girl won’t stop talking to me, Hubbie is in a good mood and just can’t stop repeating himself, and all I really need is to sit down and have a few minutes of peace.
But then, I see this:
And I SNAP!
And once again, being late is worth it, for that sky 🙂