to crawl to bed

It was one of those days. the one where you know it's going to be a good day. I woke up- not feeling rushed. swished my feet around the cold sheets to wake my warm cozy body up. This morning I stretched an awful lot more than normal- almost to the point of breaking a sweat! It was nice. I tried a new do for the hair and it turned out better than anticipated. A style that is really actually bold of me, but with it being one of "those days" and all, I had the confidence - and that's rare. My dear sweet husband dropped me off at the bus stop where I barely made it on in time. My usual seat was taken by a stranger (I thought an angry thought about them) which wasn't my favorite moment, but that's okay- it's one of "those days". Head phones are in, T-Swift is singing her heart out and I've got my book. What a good morning.
Then it hits me.
Something is just not right. I can feel it. Something is ... off . My stomach drops as the image creeps in to my memory. My running shoes in my closet. They are still in.my.closet. Suddenly a gray cloud hangs over me and I'm pretty sure the passengers around me put up their umbrellas. I peek into my bag with the smallest glimpse of hope that maybe, just maybe, the glorious, kind husband packed them for me...maybe...?
No.
If only I had made him breakfast.
(*note to self- always make breakfast for hubby*)
Well. What am I to do? My perfectly organized day is in pieces. I try to puzzle it back together before I come to my stop. No luck. So I call the only person who can straighten this out.
"I can try to bring them to you between classes", Zack is so sweet.
"No, no, that's silly. I'll be fine."
.click.
So here it is. Arriving to work at 8:15 am and will not be fetched by Zack until after 8:00 pm- here goes a lonnngg day.

I manage to make it through the first 4 hours easy as milking a cow. and then the afternoon sweeps over me and overcomes my sanity. Well, I didn't go crazy or anything but I certainly struggle to keep my eyes open!

only eight more hours. I kept yawning to myself.

They went by quickly but then finally the phone rang.

My Love vibrated on my "silenced" phone (it's really not silent- it vibrates SO loud!!)

"I ran to my car! and now I'm on my way!"
(oh how sweet, my prince is coming to save me from the sleepy eye troll and munchkin yawns)

no more than 15 minutes later- he glides into the parking lot and whisks me away. But I make him drive me straight to the library because I have discovered a new hobby I HAVE to pursue. RIGHT NOW.

I need to learn about Rome. or Spain. or how to grow a garden in the snow.

We finally made our way back to the car and I was happily holding 3 new books that I promise to devote all my free time to. I need to learn about something.

Now it's time to crawl to bed. I'm exhausted.

Be kind to everyone my friends!