S-M-R-T!

I was late for work this morning. By, oh, 3 HOURS. Because I am an idiot and when I went to bed last night, didn't put the alarm on all the way. If my alarm doesn't goes off in the morning, I don't wake up. So I sorta blearily looked at the clock, thinking, huh shouldn't the alarm have gone off by now and it was 10.30 and I freaked out. IT'S TUESDAY! screams my brain YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN AT WORK 2 HOURS AGO! and then I grab my mobile to find my work number and apologise profusely. The phone turns itself off. I turn it back on, and swear. a lot. and then as I'm looking for my number, it rings. It's work. Checking if I'm okay. Because I am a responsible person, they thought maybe something had happened to me. I apologise and say I will be there soon. I run around, throw clothes on, run out the door.

Luckily by the time I got in, nearly everyone was too busy to make fun of me beyond "Have a nice sleep in, did you?"

The really sad part is, this isn't the first time. At least I didn't think it was Saturday this time.


and then I was late for my driving lesson, for I forgot that we moved to forward from 6.30 to 6pm. Sigh. But my lesson went really well! My turning is much improved, and today I reverse parked successfully! 'if I had done it in a test I would have passed' successfully!