Slice of Life Day 19: I'm a Morning Person, Or Am I?

I'm a morning person. I was raised that way. My mother would tell me the story of when I was very young and we lived with my grandparents. My grandfather was an early riser. He would be up by 4:00 a.m. fixing his breakfast and getting ready for his day. When he woke up, I would wake up. My habits were forming.

Today I was up, as usual on a school day, at 5:15 so I could go for our two-mile walk with Dave, our golden retriever. The rest of the morning took shape with all my usual routines. I gathered my purse, bookbag and water bottle and headed for the car by 6:50, to make the 35 minute trip to work. Getting into the car I fastened my seat belt, laid my cell phone beside me, and turned on the car.

I arrived at the parking lot in plenty of time, so I decided to check my phone for missed calls or new email. When I picked up the phone, I had a big surprise. It wasn't my phone...it was my husband's. Since his cell phone and his business phone are the same thing, I knew he would be frantically searching for it. I figured I had picked up his phone by mistake and mine was probably there on the counter where his usually laid. So, I called my phone number.

The next thing I knew, I heard the ring from my cell phone...which was beside me in my purse! Now remember, his cell phone is his work phone! My frantic hope was that he had not left for work, but was still at home looking for his phone. I now called our home number.

When he answered, I asked, "Do you know where your phone is?" He said, "It's in the kitchen on the counter where I left it."

"No," I assured him, "its in my purse!" I further informed him that I had BOTH phones! Yes, he had to drive the 35 minutes to come and retrieve his phone so he could conduct his business day!

Sometimes, we think we know how our day is going to play out, and then it changes in an instant!