You know it's not going to be an easy day when you physically can't get out of bed, not even by rolling. I had to pretend that I was an old person and that seized muscles and uncooperative limbs were the norm. I mean, they manage somehow, don't they?
Breakfast was really great, although I think that half of it ended up the table. I'm not entirely sure, as I was still half asleep. I haven't yet reached the stage where I forget to wear shoes, or find that I can't bend down far enough to put them on, so I guess that's a bonus.
On the way to class, a truck in front of me had their left blinker on for a good 5 minutes, so I tried to flash them to let them know, but instead just squirted my own windscreen with water and scared myself half to death. At least my windscreen is really clean.
I guess today's misadventures were less funny and more just stupid. Throughout the day I almost slipped down the stairs and stopped myself less than gracefully, opened my yoghurt and just stared at it, and took quite a while to realise that I wasn't eating it because I didn't have a spoon, had an a accidental stand off with an old man and his trolley in woolworths, and almost dropped my phone in the bin when I took out the recycling. Believe it or not, I'm not a clutz. I'm just really tired.
Plans for tonight will most likely involve a half hearted effort to watch TV while constantly checking the clock to decide if I can justify going to bed yet, and eating the ice cream I promised myself if I made it through today. So on that exciting note, I will leave you.
Little Duck, out.
P.S If you didn't guess from the title of this post, I did not exceed my own expectations in Ballet today at all. I did have fun though :)
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