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Published On: Dec 27, 2005 07:45 AM
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Published On: Dec 27, 2005 07:45 AM
Why I am a bitch today
Reset alarm last night to get up 15 minutes
earlier.
Alarm went off; I get up, shower, dress, collect doggies, and take them downstairs to go out.
It's dark; very dark, but then again I am out the door at 6:30 AM and it's fall in Washington and the days are getting short.
The dogs have sleepy looks, but they oblige. They come in and i feed them. THey eat and go right back to sleep.
I look at another clock. It is now 4:10 AM. I messed something up on the alarm clock.
Fine. I decide to grade some more student work. At 5:20 I went upstairs to finish drying my hair and ger contacts, shoes, and a blazer.
Door is locked. In my interest of keeping the dogs from sleeping on the bed, I inadvertently pushed the lock button on the door when I closed it.
I go downstairs and rummage in the garage for an appropriate tool with which to pick the lock. Back upstairs, I discover that none of my choices is going to work because they are too large and the stupid doorknob is really a fancy handle lever thing that prevents direct access to the lock-hole.
I go downstairs and out onto the kitchen deck to see if there is a reasonable way to get to the master bedroom deck. There is not, without a ladder. I go back upstairs.
The hinges are on the inside of the door, so removal is not an option. The doorknob/lever thingy has no screws on the outside.
I root around through the small desk in the alcove outside our room. It used to be my sewing table and still has sewing stuff in the drawer, including a tiny screwdriver. Tiny, Bingo.
All this before 6 AM. Any wonder that I am somewhat cranky?
Alarm went off; I get up, shower, dress, collect doggies, and take them downstairs to go out.
It's dark; very dark, but then again I am out the door at 6:30 AM and it's fall in Washington and the days are getting short.
The dogs have sleepy looks, but they oblige. They come in and i feed them. THey eat and go right back to sleep.
I look at another clock. It is now 4:10 AM. I messed something up on the alarm clock.
Fine. I decide to grade some more student work. At 5:20 I went upstairs to finish drying my hair and ger contacts, shoes, and a blazer.
Door is locked. In my interest of keeping the dogs from sleeping on the bed, I inadvertently pushed the lock button on the door when I closed it.
I go downstairs and rummage in the garage for an appropriate tool with which to pick the lock. Back upstairs, I discover that none of my choices is going to work because they are too large and the stupid doorknob is really a fancy handle lever thing that prevents direct access to the lock-hole.
I go downstairs and out onto the kitchen deck to see if there is a reasonable way to get to the master bedroom deck. There is not, without a ladder. I go back upstairs.
The hinges are on the inside of the door, so removal is not an option. The doorknob/lever thingy has no screws on the outside.
I root around through the small desk in the alcove outside our room. It used to be my sewing table and still has sewing stuff in the drawer, including a tiny screwdriver. Tiny, Bingo.
All this before 6 AM. Any wonder that I am somewhat cranky?
Posted: Mon - September 26, 2005 at 05:49 AM