Waking up to the fall cool breeze drifting through my windows onto my face as I push myself up in the bed to prepare myself for the working world. Not an exciting day just another frantic hour to get ready and head off to gather hours under my paid-day belt. The cats meowing at the damn door again, wanting in and out as I attempt to get dressed and ready before the 15 min mark is up to be in the car and head out. I knew I should have picked what I wanted to wear last night. Scrambling through my closet to find something "brilliant" to wear to the cooperate world. Sigh. Looks like I will be needing to do laundry.
Stumble to the kitchen to gather something from the fridge and hope that 5 hours from now it still sounds good to eat. Throwing extra things in my purse that for some reason flash in my head of something that you might need for that day. Glance down at the microwave and realize, shit I'm going to be late. Grab the cat from the patio throw her inside next to her food bowl. Don't look at me like that. You can go back outside when I get home. Begin to walk outside my front door and open my phone to have the picture hit me right in the face. FUCK IT'S SATURDAY!!
Bwhaha!! Poor kitty!
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