Have you ever had one of those days when it seems like time is standing still? Well, today was one of those days.
It started off interestingly because I woke up 25 minutes before I had to be at work, which is 15 minutes from home. I flew out the door and made it there at 3 minutes past the hour, which is okay because we aren’t officially late until 7 minutes after. The point is I woke up and started driving in less than fifteen minutes and didn’t get to eat breakfast, take a shower, fix my hair, or even put on makeup. Today was a day that I wore a terrible pony tail. I say terrible because my hair isn’t quite long enough to hold it up with just the elastic band. I had to put at least three bobby pins in to hold it up. It looks terrible and frizzy.
I get to work and I am SUPER tired. I usually get over this with a huge Tervis tumbler full of coffee, which Won handed to me as I was flying out the door this morning, so I was SO glad to have that at least. I usually wake up in about thirty minutes of drinking that, but not today. I don’t know why I was so tired. I think it’s because I had a terrible dream that Chester got hit by a car and I saw it happen.
I was covered in sweat when I woke up, so not taking a shower made my day go even better. I felt super oily and like I smelled all day. Needless to say, I kept my distance from my coworkers. To me, feeling dirty is an extreme irritation. I wash my hands even when I just feel like they need to be washed. I literally get a feeling that there is something there even though I know there isn’t. The same goes for showering. I will admit, I take two to three showers a day. I’ve heard it all before. I know it’s bad for my skin and hair and I’m wasting water, but it’s something that I must do in order to “take care” of my obsessions/compulsions, so to speak. Just feeling unclean all day when there is nothing I can really do about it is a terrible, terrible feeling and one that has left my body tired and weak from the amount of tension and stress I was feeling today. I hope those of you who have OCD will know what I’m talking about, at least in part.
I felt lost because I didn’t get to finish my morning routine, which takes me about 50 minutes. I couldn’t do the things I normally do, so the day felt wrong. My day was totally thrown off. I never sleep past my alarm like that. I have no idea what was going on with my body today.
Even though my morning at home went fast, to say the least, the rest of the day moved along like a turtle with two legs. I must have looked at the clock a thousand times and those hands never seemed to move far. That’s the bad thing about bringing a watch to work. It’s always reminding you that you are stuck in the same space for hours on end. I usually enjoy working, at least somewhat, but I wanted nothing more than to see 5 pm. When it finally did come, I was the first out the door.
I am so glad to be home right now, relaxing, drinking a steaming cup of peppermint tea, and writing on my blog with Chester on my lap. This is the moment I wait for everyday 🙂 It’s the everyday things that keep me going, keep me sane, and just make everything better.
Thanks for reading today, even though I just explained how gross I can be 🙂