When I woke up this morning I reached out to find my alarm clock, not yet knowing where my head and my feet were. I successfully distinguished my alarm from a remote control, dragged it toward my eyes and the first thought that ricochet through my mind was “CMON!”. I’d slept too long. Not that I had an appointment or anything, but I’d planned on getting stuff done today. Strike 1!
After having sorted some of my thoughts I saw my bonsai tree…and realized that I hadn’t watered him since last week’s Saturday. Poor guy. Strike 2.
Then I dragged my still lifeless body to the bathroom, doing my morning routine which involves putting in my contacts. Of course, gravity overpowered me and one of them fell from my finger right to the floor. Here’s the thing: looking for a contact on a white floor, being half-blind because you don’t know where the hell your glasses are, is some rather mild fun. Strike 3.
Three strikes. I am out for the day, I get it. However, fate seemed to disagree. I bet fate was sitting there, watching my morning go to hell and thought “hm, what could I do, what could I do next? There gotta be something that’ll push him over the edge and make him kill himself.” As it turns out, fate really is that way. I sat down in front of my laptop, checking emails, when I heard a familiar yet hate evoking sound: carnival music. For some unknown reason, which I’d rather not know, a carnival marching band passed by my house, which kind of is in the middle of nowhere, at 10AM. 10AM!!! What is wrong with those people?! Strike 4.
On the plus side: I didn’t kill myself. That’ll show fate.
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I have woken up with my contacts still in…and had to peel them off my eyeballs. Not fun! On a side note, I wear colored contacts so when I drop one on the white-tiled, cold bathroom floor I can find it again!
Ugh, yeah it feels like they are glued to your eyeballs :/
Colored contacts, that is smart!
My husband is the king of finding contacts. I (stupidly) opened my eyes while swimming underwater in a hotel pool & washed both contacts out of my eyes. He not only found them but retrieved them! I am a klutz when it comes to contacts!
One of my contacts once got lost under my eyelid and I thought I’d lost it, only to find it in my eyes after like 20 minutes. Argh!