Let's recap my morning thus far, shall we?
-Alarm sounds. The clock radio is a bit twisted to the side, which I can't perceive while coming out of sleep, and as a result I fumble around trying to turn it off and knock several items off my night stand.
-Get ready for work. All goes to plan.
-Leave for work. After approximately 7 minutes on the road, realize I left my purse at home. Turn around to retrieve it.
-Get back on the road to work. About a quarter of the way there, notice at a stop that the car seems to be sputtering. After a few minutes driving side streets to investigate further, decide it's best to park it and leave it than drive and take my chances with stalling in the middle of the road.
-Pull off the road and find a nice out-of-the-way place to park. Somehow manage to inadvertently wedge the car into a small ditch.
-Dig through wallet and cough up nearly every coin on me to buy a bus ticket.
-Catch bus to go to work.
-Get off bus and spy my train connection just pulling into the stop a block away. I *could* make it, except there's a fire engine with the siren going, so I stay put on the sidewalk.
-The fire engine drives by and splashes into a puddle, spraying me. I feel like Melanie Griffith in Working Girl. Except there's no Harrison Ford to look forward to when I arrive at work.
-Arrive at work 2 hours after I left my house. Use the restroom, then get a blop of hand cream all over my keyboard. While cleaning it up, my email decides to record the random keys that I hit. Then send out that message.
I'd ask "what else?" or compare my morning to the trials of Job, but I really feel like that would be pushing things. Instead, I'm going to sit here meekly and do my best to not piss off the universe any more than I have already. (What? What did I do?)