Another Monday morning creeps up and my 7:00 am alarm on my blackberry beeps then vibrates repeatedly until I tend to its incessent calling. snooze. beep. vibrate. beep. vibrate. snooze. beep. vibrate. Dismiss.
It is now 7:27am and I drag my feet then body out of bed. Remnants of yesterday flutter through my head. I grab my towel and soak in the hot shower, washing away yesterday (or the weekend).
This weekend was eventful:
Friday – Beach volleyball.
Saturday – Bridal Shower. Long walk and talk on the beach.
Sunday – Swimming indoors. Family Celebrations.
While I sit and watch BT (Breakfast Television) I put on my toner and lotion my skin. I decide on what to wear for the working day – a black skirt with a three-quarter length white button down shirt. I have my breakfast: a piece of naan, cup of soya milk, and leftover lechon. I put on my make-up and then pack my gym bag. I run downstairs and put on my walking shoes then I am out the door. Ohhh it is chilly this morning so I run back inside and grab a sweater. You never know with this Toronto weather. So finally I am out the door and walking to the bus stop.
From the distance I see 2 buses pass. *damn it* Then I walk faster hoping another would come as quickly and as hoped – I see one coming. *sigh* of relief. I step on the bus and put on my iPod. I get to Kennedy Station and I weave in and out of the crowd to transfer on the Subway. I sit and I pull out my current read (Kite Runner) and emerge myself in my book and music.
I realize this entry really has no point but I’ll post it anyways. I didn’t even end it. lol. But I am now here at work …
Time save me.
-Liza Mae