Why you should always wear underwear and never trust a mumbling sleeping man’s word…

I have posted about my hectic mornings before and with the kids on summer vacation, my mornings still are not any less hectic. You would think that with fewer kids to herd in the morning, I would have more time to get ready. However, sadly, that is not the case.

I can recall the alarm going off at 6AM and I attempted to hit the snooze button but instead I inevitably turned off the alarm. Which actually started a “misunderstand argument”, I’ll explain more of that later.

This morning I had a very hard time prying myself out of bed. It has been storming and there is nothing more I enjoy than sleeping through a thunderstorm. Eric has been working late this week, and I mean into the early morning hours. When I finally got out of bed, around 630AM, I asked Eric “Is your dad coming to get the kids this morning?” He moved and mumbled that he would call him when he woke up to get the kids to let them all sleep. Therefore, I did just that. I sent Eric’s dad a text telling him not to come and get the kids this morning they were all sleeping.

I went upstairs, got a drink of water, got my phone, and let the dogs out. I sat on the front stoop scrolling through my Facebook feeds and watching the dogs run through the neighbor’s sprinkler. I could have stayed on the stoop for another hour; however, it was time to get ready.

Like every morning, the pups follow me into the bathroom, lie on my dirty clothes, and watch me get ready. After my shower, I kept thinking about what I was going to wear all day long. Standing in my closet I realized, Ben, my son, has 10 times more clothes than I do. I decided on a long skirt and a top and realized I was out of underwear. I really need to bring the laundry upstairs and put everything away. I made a mental note to grab a pair from the laundry room on the way out of the door.

I managed to pack my lunch once back on the main level and put the doggies back in the kennel before walking out the door.

Half way to work, I realize I am not wearing any underwear. I knew instantly this day was going to shit from there on out.

Later that morning I got a frantic phone call from Eric; “WTF? You turned the alarm off and now I’m late for work.” I asked you this morning, and you told me you were not going in until later. I did what you asked me to”, I replied. “NO I did not!” “How is this my fault?” I asked. “Because you turned off my alarm.”

He did not talk to me for the rest of the day…

 This is why you should always wear underwear and never trust a mumbling sleeping man’s word…