So I f**king jinxed myself. Earlier in the week, I told Charlie that at least I haven't had to have been woken up by my workplace to come in like I did at Natural Wonders and Hallmark all the time.
Well, what happened this morning? I didn't wake up until he called to ask where I was and when I'd be making it in to work. Friggin' figures... *grumbles bitterly*
And why didn't I wake up? 'Cause I didn't go to sleep til almost 3am. I told Jamie Thursday morning that I could only sleep during the day on Thursday or during the night Friday morning, but not both. She didn't understand my logic. Well, you don't need to understand the logic to see it work.
So, I was almost 1 1/2 hours late to work. By the grace of God, Camille and Mary weren't in. Otherwise, I'd have been written up on the spot and probably sent packing. Though i deserve to be written up....I just don't want Camile or Mary doing it because they don't seem to understnad how difficult it is form me to be on time. Camille, at least, keeps thinking that if I just try hard enough, I could do it. But honestly, I could have five zillion alarm clocks and I could turn off my computer at sunset, but I'd still not wake up in the morning.
So I've still got about five minutes left on my break...
My head hurts. I guess the sobbing I did as i got dressed and began the drive in to work didn't do me any good and I didn't even play my Sum 41 cd (usually the cause of my headaches).
Later that night...well, technically early the next morning...
I'm starting to get freaked out everytime I drive home and/or drive on a rotary. Yesterday, as I was driving home from Jake & Paula's apartment, I watched the scariest thing. I watched the car that was two or three cars in front of me get run into by an oncoming car. Luckily, everyone involved seemed to be okay, but it was not a good thing to see. And Jamie was driving behind me...if we'd left even a few minutes earlier...or if I hadn't been driving slowly so that she could follow me, it so easily could have been one of us.
And I haven't totally mentally and emotionally recovered yet from my car accident this January. I had a hard time even watching the car accident in E.T. a few months ago! Whenever I see car wrecks on tv, I cringe and my heart skips a beat. (For those of you who have seen the original Blues Brother with Dan Akroyd and John Belushi, you can just imagine my reaction to the zillion or so car crashes in that movie and I watched it tonight at Jen's party.) And so last night, when I finally fell asleep, I had nightmares of car crashes...in fact, I actually remember waking up because of one. (So I apologize for being less than my usual non-talkative self when I got home...I needed to see everyone online but couldn't bear to really talk with anyone.)
And just to add to it all, when I drove home tonight from Jen's, I went through the Drum Hill Rotary and there was a nasty car accident on there. And of course, when I was driving back onto the rotary, I didn't see the red SUV heading towards me until it was almost too late. Oy! It was not good.
