Let me share a Day in the Life of Evil Joy….a day gone wrong. So very wrong. (Not really – but now you’re wondering, aren’t ya?)
Friday morning I woke up at 4:02 am. Wide freaking awake. I laid there and fell asleep … around 5:45. Stupid. I should have just gotten up.
Jumped out of bed at 7:19 (weird – same time I woke up late last week). Got the big spawn ready and out the door. Littlest Spawn has preschool on Fridays so I got her all ready to go and myself set up to clean for someone.
Then it happened.
Where’s my phone?
Where the BLEEP is my phone?
Seriously – WHERE IS MY PHONE?!
Recently we activated an old (and I mean OLD) cell phone to keep at the house as a home line. I grabbed that sucker and called myself. I could hear it vibrating. I turned the sound off at 4am when I woke up – thinking that someone had called and awakened the Evil Joy. Okay….I hear it.
Can’t find it.
Call again. And again. And again. For 15 minutes Littlest Spawn and I looked for my
stupid Evil Bleeping Can’t Find It phone.
Finally I gave up and left. I flew down the highway to meet Littlest Spawn’s carpool ride to school. We missed her.
And I didn’t know the number to call to let the mom know we were late.
Flew down the interstate to school. Got there. Called Dr. Evil and asked him to text the house phone the number of the house I was cleaning so I could call her and let her know I was running late.
And I didn’t know the number.
Cleaning ran longer than intended. Carpool ride back from school knew that would happen because she knows me. I’m late when it comes to cleaning. (If I tell you I’m cleaning for 2 hours – it’s mostly likely 2.5 or 2.75 hours….I can’t leave a job unfinished and I’m Awesome at underestimating the amount of time it takes me to do stuff – cause ya know – I’m Super Evil Joy Cleaning Woman.) I was then running late for Littlest Spawn’s playdate. Again – I called Dr. Evil to text me the number of the mom as I’m sure she was waiting in the driveway of our empty house.
Because I didn’t know the number.
Eventually that day I found my phone. As I was cleaning up the mess I created looking for the phone.
How many numbers of those close to you do you know? I was appalled at myself that I was unable to make more than a couple of calls without the help of my ‘address list’ in my phone. I rely on it. Let’s just say I made sure everything is backed up and made a list of important numbers ON PAPER for the truck. Should this ever happen again (more like when) – I will not be as debilitated.
You know the kicker? I didn’t know the number of the house phone I was using. I have the number saved in my phone.
Do you have a backup in place if you lose your lifeline? How do you feel about technology being a lifeline? I hate it but I’ve totally embraced it and now rely on it. Grrrrrrr. Big Ol’ Evil GRRRRRRR.
EJ out – to prepare for tomorrow’s 18 mile run. Send me strength, good wishes and all that crap. Please.
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