4:55 - I wake up on my own mostly due to nervousness that one of my two alarm clocks will not go off. I'm paranoid about oversleeping and missing a flight... I know, I'm crazy.
4:59 - Alarm number 1 goes off. I can't figure out how to turn the damn thing off. Why do I set alarms I don't understand.
5:00 - Alarm number 2 goes off. Very easy to turn off, so I do. Luckily or unluckily, however you want to put it, I'm awake due to both alarms. The heater kicks on. Strange, I didn't know we had turned it on this year. I make some adjustments to make it turn off.
5:30 - Out the door. Make my call to AA to find out my gate. All is good.
6:25 - Board the plane and sit in seat 10F. By far the greatest seat other than being in first class (except for I didn't plan for weirdo to sit next to me).
6:26 - I'm in my seat and asleep. Life is good
6:45 - Someone hits my chair really hard. I wake up.
6:45:02 - Someone hits my chair really hard again. I turn around with the death stare, only to find a co worker. Ha.
6:50 - Guy sitting next to me arrives with starbucks coffee and some form of pastry. I still don't understand why so many people in this word must drink coffee to get going.
6:51 - I'm back asleep
6:55 - Guy next to me opens the window next to me. WTF. I'm trying to sleep, the light sure doesn't help. I push through it and am able to fall asleep.
10:30 - Touch down in FLL. Rent Car. Drive 1 hour to Fort Lauderdale. Eat a burrito at Moes.
12:30 - Arrive at work to start my day.
6:20 - Receive a random voice mail. All i can hear is TI singing in the background. I must have been pocket dialed.
6:30 - Leave work. Pick up Dry Cleaning. Check in to hotel.
7:00 - Go downstairs to eat the free dinner. Salisbury Steak. For some reason, this makes me happy. Wheel of Fortune is on. I knew that prior to looking at the Television since it's 7 pm and and the TV is always on the same channel.
9:15 - Current time. I go to workout now.
This is my life on the road. Almost every monday goes like this. For some reason, I like it.
Monday, December 01, 2008
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You do know the whole being late thing is dad's fault. I'm proud of you for an actual text post :-)
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