Just another manic morning....

Yesterday I had one of those mornings. The kind where I wake up later than I want. The kind where, because I wake up late, I miss going to the gym. The kind where my hair is like, "PSH! I don't wanna be straight. I'm rocking my own look today." Yeah, I gave my hair a voice. Might as well if it makes its own decisions, right? My hair was supposed to be straight....... Needless to say there were curls everywhere. It was the kind of morning where my only clean shirt for work has a HUUUUUGE hole in the elbow so I have to wear an awkward, oversized cardigan over it. The kind where I finally feel composed, set off to work, and see some bright RED and BLUE lights flashing behind me. The kind of morning where I cry while the nice police officer looks me up in the records but I wipe away the tears before he can see me because I don't want him to think I'm pulling "the crying girl" gig. The kind of morning where I get to work, hair crazier than before, and I spill my coffee on my shirt. Ya' know...the one with the hole in it. But that kind of morning turned into a day where I come home and find my husband as sweet as ever! <3 It makes the crummy day seem done and totally worth it....till he tells me I had a speck of spaghetti sauce on my cheek. Was it there all day???............yep. Did my customers most likely see it? Oh yeah.  Awesome. Good thing I get a do-over today. :-)

Have you had a morning like that? One where nothing major goes wrong but is filled with little annoyances? SHARE! :-)