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mornings

October13

I’m pretty close to mentally retarded in the mornings.  Ask my husband – he’s got stories galore of nonsensical conversations, pushing/pulling/rolling me out of bed, me stumbling around blindly and doing all sorts of random things.  Until I’ve had a shower, I’m not even coherent.  Until I’ve had coffee (even after the shower), I’m cute, but extremely low-functioning.

Case in point:

Because I’m mentally deficient in the morning, and because I had to get up before the sun today to get up to our new hospital (north on I65, toward Chicago from Indy), I drove south (toward Kentucky).

Understand just how dumb this is.  Not only are there many, many signs for 65 in downtown Indy where I live/get on the interstate…  but I drive on 65 every day to and from work.  I’ve lived just off of 65 for 4 years.  I know 65.

Apparently, though, not when I’m morning-moronic.

It took me 10 minutes of driving south to realize I was headed the wrong way.  By the
time I’d gotten off 65S and found my way back to 65N (because I’m also navigationally challenged in the mornings), I’d lost too much
time to make my meeting.  So I got up before dawn for nothing, and have
to do it all over tomorrow.

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2 Comments to

“mornings”

  1. Avatar October 13th, 2008 at 4:02 pm Chalupa Says:

    That’s a bummer, man.


  2. Avatar October 14th, 2008 at 9:16 am Dad A. Says:

    So is it even safe for you to be behind the wheel of a car in the morning? :-)


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