Alarm clock goes off. Hit snooze. Hit snooze again. Hit it a couple more times. Look at the clock. *sigh* Now I’m going to be late. Serves me right.
Start the coffee. Pour some cereal into a bowl. Eat while blow drying hair. Put on makeup; brush teeth; pick out clothes; slip on shoes.
Pack lunch. Grab coffee. Think, think, think, what did I need to bring with me today? Tote things to car; make a second trip inside. Grab jacket
Pull car from garage. Throw house keys on passenger seat. Pull out of drive. Not a bad day; the sun is shining; the weather is cool.
School zones, those blasted school zones. Sip on coffee while driving. Too little sweetener. *blech*
Join the traffic going to work, going to school, just going somewhere. Listen to radio. Traffic. Why is it stopping? There’s no light, no school zone.
Smile. A line of innocent, waddling ducks that stops morning traffic always brightens my day. A blessed reminder that life in the slow lane isn’t all bad. In fact, it’s powerful.