Starbucks Was A Bust

 

After a restless night of sleep and crazy dreams, I climbed out of bed even though I really wanted to just roll over and go back to sleep.  Oh the comfort of a warm bed at 5:00 am on Friday morning.  Against my better judgement I got up anyway, deciding that I needed to head for the office and get my work done.  I made a quick decision to hurry through my morning routine, because what this sleepy head needed was a Starbucks coffee.  So, I skiped the shaving for one more day, which isn’t a big deal, since I’ve grown a beard, but I do like to keep it trimmed nicely and it’s a little over due for some attention.

I rushed through my morning yoga exercises, put on my shoes, coat, then stopped to grab my man purse, lunch, cell phone, and…”where’s my freaking wallet.”  Dang it!  Where did I put it?  Check the man purse…crap, I’m out of time and if I don’t leave now I’ll be late for work.  Guess I won’t be stopping for Starbucks, since I don’t even have any cash.

 All the way to work I’m watching my speed and my every move.  I can’t be as wreak-less as I normally am, which involves driving furiously to make it by the 6:00 am time on my computer.  This morning is different.  I’m a little ticked that I can’t stop and get my Starbucks, which I really needed this morning, and I have to watch my every move, because I don’t want to end up like some of my fellow bloggers and get pulled over by the police.  Flashing lights, sirens, and no coffee…not a good combination.

Making it to work safely and without any fines, I rush to my desk and check the usual drawer where I keep my wallet.   It’s not there!  Where could it be?  I search every drawer.  Yeah right, like this creature of habit would put it in another drawer.  I search my man purse, two more times, then I call my wife.  “Honey, I can’t find my wallet, can you check my blue vest pockets?”  After a pause, my wife informs me it’s not there.  “How about my pants, I threw in the dirty clothes?”  Still no wallet!  She simply asks one more question.  Where did you put it when you stopped at Chick-fil-A last night?” 

Car.  My wallet was sitting 12″ from me the whole freaking time.

Lesson learned…I’ve got to slow down.  Life is passing me by way to fast and I’m not even able to stop and enjoy the coffee.

Have you had any moments like this lately?  Need to slow down?  Need to try a new approach to your mornings and life?  I’d love to hear about them if you’d like to share.