You know it’s Hump Day when you wake up to…
the dog barking,
the car alarm blaring,
the telephone ringing,
and the iPhone texting.
FYI ~ I’m not good with barking, blaring, ringing and texting BC — before caffeine.
Barking — a chipmunk ran across our fence, and the G-Pup copped an attitude.
Blaring — new car, new alarm, new aggravation.
Ringing — that phone call so wasn’t for me. Right, Mr. G, honey?
Texting — early morning commuter syndrome.
But, since I adore the person doing the mad texting, she gets a pass. The barking, blaring, ringing, not so much.
The big sister said all I needed was the Fire Department.
Get behind me, Hump Day.
I’m just gonna be working this out with…
Yeah. I feel better already.