Thursday, November 30, 2006

The Tale of Two Donuts

This morning, I bought two raised donuts with chocolate frosting. One for today, one for yesterday.

Typically, I wouldn't have time to spare before work (as I usually have a negative balance of minutes in the "getting to work on time" game), but this morning was different.

1. My alarm went off in the 7's. I hate the 7's. Natalie doesn't like 7's or use 7's. But today was different.
2. I pull into the DMV lot at 7:49 AM. No one is standing in line yet because it's 9 degrees outside. That's right, 9.
3. Finally, one person ventured from their car and the line grew pretty quickly. 9 degrees is pretty cold on bare hands trying to read James Patterson's book "The Lifeguard."
4. I attempt to get a 2-month registration extension. No dice. The max is 15 days, I still need my emissions and safety inspection, a duplicate title, and I'm down 200 bucks.

GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!

The time is now 8:13 when I exit the glorious DMV. No time to go home and crumble back into bed for a catnap. So I drive my now 15-day extended registration car over to the Albertson's and buy two of the most delicious donuts you could ever imagine. And a 1/2 gallon of milk (they didn't have skim in the little jars). I felt delightfully white trash eating a donut and chugging out of a 1/2 gallon milk carton -- I was happy for every red light I hit.

So dear friends, it's now 8:59 AM. I'm on time for work and perfectly satisfied since I started the day. Here's hoping my after-work adventures are just as exciting as the pre-work windup. Cheerio.

2 comments:

Lindsay Jane said...

You are a girl after my own heart. There is no shame in milk and donuts for breakfast, but I prefer diet coke and donuts.

Unknown said...

Wait, was the Cheerio comment an allusion to your after-work plans to finish off the milk, or just your English heritage slipping out?

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