It’s not often that I have an opportunity to go on a field trip on a weekend. Weekends are the worst time to get someone like me to go to work on a weekend. It disrupted my natural week-flow and left me with a less than fulfilling feeling.
I was greeted by a banging alarm at 7 am instead of a loud ‘nothing’ on a regular weekend. I am so accustomed to waking at 11 am; it’s heartbreaking to miss my time 2 weeks in a row. I got up as tired as a koala, rolling from my bed to the sink. I brushed as fast as a flash this morning in my hurry to get fresh and ready for my ride at 7:30 am. At record speed I skipped through the house; ate, took a bath and got ready with 5 minutes to spare.
These were the longest 5 minutes of my life. I sat still, with long beads of sweat rolling from forehead to chin. I barely heard the honking of the horn outside and quickly shuffled out. I was greeted with a smile and a tall and well dressed chauffeur. I hopped in and began my ride. Continue reading “My Weekend Field Trip!”