All we did was wake up this morning...

... expecting it to be a normal day.  Actually, not expecting anything.  All we did was wake up.  Life took over from there.

My dog, Midnight, woke up thinking this was going to be the best day ever. 

She believed she would eat breakfast, wag her tail, paw at the door, get to go outside and lay in the sun, come back in when she felt like it and perhaps finally go for the walk that she's been begging me for.  Yep, that's what she thought when she woke up.

She had no idea that I would grab her immediately, collar and leash her up, throw her in the car and head to PetSmart for a grooming.  Oh how she hates those.  She had no idea that she was due for one and that today was the day.

I, too, woke up expecting it to be a normal day.  Actually, not expecting anything.  All I did was wake up.  Life... well you know.

I woke up thinking, well not that it would be the best day ever, because everyday is good when it's summer.  But I woke up ready to start the day and get on with my errands.  And go out to lunch.  And get a cherry limeade from Sonic.  And maybe get in some book time.  Maybe. 

I must've woken up on the wrong side of the bed.

First, my back is aching.  That happened when the doorbell rang and it was the "Rooms To Go" man at 8:00 am telling me that today was the day that he was here to fix our couch.  I was still in my pjs.  He had to deal with that because I was still under the illusion that today was just another summer day.  I wrenched my back on this sunny summer day, helping the "Rooms To Go" man lift our couch up.  Twice.

Then the phone rang.

And I answered it.

It was that job.  THAT JOB.  The one I had turned down just about a month prior. 

They wanted me.  And they'd made room for me.

And I accepted. 

All I did was wake up.  I had no idea that my life would change in a matter of minutes.  No, a matter of seconds.  That's all it took for me to realize that I would no longer be heading three cities away to a job.  I would no longer be working beside a Carl's Jr. and a Del Taco.  I would no longer be officing out of my car.  I would no longer be hauling a space heater with me to five different schools.  I would no longer be going to five different schools.  I would no longer have him as a boss.  I would no longer have fifteen unused personal days.  I would no longer be starting work on August 17th.  I would no longer be unsupervised throughout the day and be able to run to Sonic or Kohl's when the whim hit me.  I would no longer be able to sneak out and make a WalMart run.

Sigh.  All I did was wake up... expecting my life to be status quo.

At least I didn't have to go to the groomer.

Or maybe I should.

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