Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Ms. No Depth Perception Strikes Again

How am I supposed to educate my children on a day like this? It started around 4:00 this morning when some random alarm went off. Apparently, it was an alarm clock alarm on a clock that we don’t use for alarms. Go figure. I thought it was the smoke alarm and FREAKED OUT in a big way. I never did fully go back to sleep. I did spend some time in that murky, semi-sleep state dreaming of fire, smoke, death and dying. Later this morning, as I’m dragging myself out of the shower I get a phone call that the dog was late for her grooming appointment. Now that seems insignificant, I’m sure. Around here it takes about a week to get an appointment with the dog groomer and my dog can no longer see because her sweet little eyes are covered by fur. I feel immensely guilty about this since the dog cannot arrange her own grooming appointments; so I throw on clothes and race off, with wet hair and unbrushed teeth, with the dog under my arm for the groomer. As I back the van out of the driveway, while rolling down the window to adjust the side mirror, I hear a nasty crunch. I look out the window to see what toy I crunched and smacked my lip on the window which had not rolled down all the way. I hit the damn window so hard that I thought I knocked my tooth out. I’m still worried that my front tooth is going to turn black and fall out. I’m also slightly concerned that I have a concussion from the impact. Can those radiate from lip to brain? Either way, my head, lip and tooth are killing me.

Teacher Mom is sleep-deprived, nightmare-ridden, scatter-brained and may be suffering a mild concussion. The kids say I’m acting the same as usual, other than the puffy lip, so I guess we’re off and running.

3 comments:

  1. Some days it doesn't pay to get out of bed. I hate when the world conspires against me. Chin up. Tomorrow is another day.

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  2. what did you hit? the nasty crunch? Inquiring minds want to know!

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  3. You know...I have no idea. But whatever it was, I hit it twice. Seriously. I crunched it again when I came back home from dropping off the dog. I guess it was obliterated because I have found no crunched remains. No one has mentioned missing anything, either.

    Hey, maybe this would be a great way to get rid of all the unwanted crap in the garage! I'll just repeatedly run over it until it disappears!

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