I eased out of sleep today, stretching and coming back to the waking world slowly, feeling well rested. I eased across the bed to Boyfriend, who stirred slightly, murmured and blinked his eyes. I smile at him and he squints slowly.
“What time are you supposed to be at work?” he asks.
Slow motion panic sets in. I fumble for my phone and turn on the display. 2:51 pm lights up cheerily, and I feel that weight of inevitability sink into the pit of my stomach.
“I’m supposed to be at work in nine minutes,” I say, not fully understanding my own words. “Nine minutes. What… do I do?”
Needless to say, this was an exciting way to start my day. Things went fairly smoothly through the rest of the shift, with the usual mild chaos associated with a holiday weekend. Now that I’m home, I’ve calmed down, finished organizing my office, and updated my various internet stuff. One more shift until my “weekend”.
Lots of interesting things happening soon… and the first fun thing is Lillian and her girl visiting, starting Saturday! Maybe I’ll get to post something before then… and maybe she will too.
