Maintenance madman

I really miss my phone. My alarm didn't go off again this morning, but unlike last time, I didn't wake up half an hour before I had to leave. I woke up ten minutes after I usually leave. Luckily, my OCD meant that everything was ready to go, and I was out the door three minutes after I got up. Seeing as I didn't have time for breakfast, I had to eat the boiled egg I'd packed for morning tea while driving. Thank goodness luck was on my side, and I didn't repeat yesterdays sandwich fiasco, arriving on time with neither myself or my car covered in egg yolk.
After class I went to do the shopping, and managed to escape any horrified stares by old ladies. So far so good. I had to buy some vitamins, and I knew what I needed, so it shouldn't have been a problem, despite the fact that I had to identify the right bottles among the hundreds of others on the shelves. I'm sure I would have only been there a few minutes, but there was a Woolworths employee restocking the same shelves that I was trying to search. Every time I tried to move my trolley and check the next section along, she would try to move hers into the same place and put her bottles into the slots I was getting them out of. In the end I was there for a good ten minutes doing an awkward shuffle with my trolley. It's not really the type of partner dancing we've been practising in class.     
 On the drive home, I turned a corner to be met by a shirtless, middle aged man with a leaf blower. Saying that he was pudgy would have been an understatement, and I think that he may have been blind too. I didn't see a single leaf on that corner, just perfectly manicured, day old cut lawn.
I managed to make it past the disturbing sight of Mr lawn maintenance, and to distract myself as I unpacked my groceries, I planned the week in my head, and was feeling very organised and on top of things. I stopped feeling this way very quickly after I hit my head on the roof of the fridge, and instead felt like a little child while I whinged to myself. I'm definitely old and wise enough to live by myself...
                                      Xx, Little Duck