My Typical Morning


It is 15th time I hit the snooze button, my husband is now pushing me off the bed,
but I still hold on to the nothingness of sleep, not letting any pushing affect it.

One thing I cant thank God enough is for sleep, I love how you can sleep and be transported to the world of your choice, with people you like, change the season, change how you look , well in my dreams I look 15 pounds slimmer and 3 inches taller!

thud....I landed on the floor, I am awake...

look at the clock 7:45..ahhhhh...i am late today...again

Rush into bathroom, finish brushing my teeth in 35 seconds(well, how else can I make sure dentists make a decent living)

After a dilemma of 15 seconds, I decide not to shower.
Am scrambling in my closet looking for something decent to wear.

Well, now is a good time to mention I spend almost 1/4 of my salary in my clothes, accessories and shoes and yet wear almost same trouser and shoe everyday....I somehow manage to change my shirts.
You must be wondering, what happened to all the clothes I buy, well they lay on my closet floor crumpled.
There is no discrimination between cheap and expensive clothes, branded or no-label, they all get
treated the same in my closet.

Its 8:15.....

Rush to kitchen, pack my husband's lunch box...now you guys must be thinking, I am a very good wife.
Let me be honest, if I did not do this, I could very well be divorced by now.

Toast the bread, apply jam and leave his breakfast and lunch on dining table and
with a piece of bread in hand,and my car keys in another, rush out of the house...

oops...forgot to kiss hubby...run back,quickly kiss and run again towards elevator.

8:45...I see the clock in my car...

I am hoping and praying there is no traffic...who am I kidding...downtown and no traffic..

Am sitting in bumper to bumper traffic, thinking of excuses of why I got late
"i woke up with headache"....nay...sounds lame.."i fell in bath tub"...no too personal, but sounds real
shit...wish I had kids, could blame them..
My lame brain couldnt think of any decent excuses...

honk..from the car behind...did not realise the cars in front of me moved far ahead

finally got onto highway.

Am speeding....and praying
"God...please there should be no cop anywhere close by, remember last time I was in India I put 1116 in hundi!!"

"9:20"....the lady on radio is all excited about the news that britney and kevin were seen leaving the court room smiling.

There I come "9:35"....no parking close to the building, quickly park in the garage....a quick 30 sec check in mirror
and apply my lipstick and compact

"9:43"...enter the office

Feel guilty...like I do everyday..

"stupid...you are the last one to come"...screams the little SD10 in my head

I promise myself I will be on time tomorrow(like I do everyday)..