You know it's going to be a sucky day when your alarm clock shockingly blares you into Monday morning with the end of a Kings of Leon song and the news announcer tells you to get out of bed. Just as my heart-rate fell from "holy-freaking-crap-that-music's-loud" to "I-could-snooze-right-about-now," the weather man came on and said (verbatim):
"This is not the day to be a snooze-button abuser. Get your butt out of bed and get on the highway. This morning's commute will surely test the limits of your sanity."
Instead of rolling over for a six-minute snooze, I rolled my eyes, dug deep into my energy bank, and hit the shower. Snow? No problem! It's the end of February, this cold, white crap can't last much longer!
However, clearing 6 inches of 100 pound-per-square-inch snow off my car really tested the limits of my sanity. I cannot believe I actually (albeit briefly) entertained the idea of an associate administrator position in Fairbanks, Alaska! If I ever do something that drastic, just tie me to a chaise lounger on the beach because I've obviously gone past the limits of my sanity!
Dude, you past that limit about 2 months ago!
ReplyDeleteOooh, I love Alaska! All that snow and untouched beauty! Don't you just love me for my love of snow? Heee Heee
ReplyDeleteI think this is my favorite post. Hysterical and it tied together well!
ReplyDeleteIf you move to Hawaii or somewhere tropical, can Jim & I come too? ;)
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