Day 10- Minor Meltdown

It all started by not wanting to get out of bed this morning. I guess sometimes the lupus thing isn't the best morning person. This put me behind the 8-ball way to early this morning- rushing to shower (and I had to shave my legs and my pits--ugh! I didn't plan for this...) then pills, brush the newly polished teeth (got the teeth cleaned yesterday), dress, makeup, dry hair and hairspray. Whew. Done- Crap! What jewelry to wear today??? I think I put on 5 different arrangements before deciding. OK- get the dogs out to pee, give the pups a treat for peeing outside (and not inside), grab my 4 SHAKES and my gallon of water out of the fridge, grab the work bag and throw it all in car and off to work. Grab one shake for the road out of my bag. Uh oh, as I was unscrewing the lid to my scrumptious shake, I noticed with all the jewelry decisions, I forgot my wedding ring. Swell. I am really late now...make a U-turn at the top of the subdivision hill and head it back to Capella Creek Way. I go flying back into the house and I swear Bogey and Reba jump a foot off the ground-- hmm...wonder what I was about to catch them doing? Find the rings in the dark (not to wake the hubby..but I can hear him mumble under the covers..."what did you forget this time")-- Like I've done this before. Ok, maybe a couple 12 times. LOL. Back into the car. Zoom! Things were going smooth- I am only going to be 15 minutes late to work but then the unthinkable was in front of me at a stoplight. A dude on a moped scooter. Oh God no! I don't know what got me more: a dude (a tatted up dude by the way -in a wife beater shirt, shorts and house slippers--but he was wearing a helmet) on a moped or I knew he was in front of me going 20 MILES AN HOUR and I am still 5 miles away from work! COME ON!!! Do I honk, no...because, as a 2-wheeled rider now myself, I have to respect my fellow brotha on the road. But come on- speed it up! I felt like I was a supporting actor reinacting "Dumb and Dumber". "Turn man, turn!" Nope. "Dammit!" Then we went up hill- oh man I hope Bessie has some juice in her. Nope. Those hamsters they call RPM's in that little motor were huffing and puffing. Now I had a long line of cars behind me- they were honking- (it felt they were honking at me). Ahhhh! This is when I would take a big swig of coffee, but NO, I'M ON THE CLEANSE! I already downed my pink lemonade latte of a shake 10 minutes prior to catching up to Mopedman. He went the whole way to the light where I turn off to go to CDC. Thank goodness! The bad news..I am now 20 minutes late. I fly into the parking lot and wouldn't ya know someone took my usual parking spot. No, we don't have assigned stalls at CDC, but I park in this spot every damn day. Sigh. Oh well, I park next to it. It's not like I have to walk an extra mile to get to the building. THEN.... there is a woman who walks in the door 20 feet in front of me and do you think she waits to hold the door for me? Hell no! The bitch shut the door- a security door mind you and walked right in to the building. Oh man, I'm heated now. I'm ready to go postal on her! (don't piss off a woman on cleanse) I run to the door, scan my badge and run into the building with my shake bag banging against my leg and my other water canteen I have hooked to my work bag banging against my other leg. She darts around the corner before I can catch her. Now what I would have said to her, I don't know- been thinking about it all day- but man, the next time I see her, "SuperCleanseWoman" is not opening the door for her. Touche'. OK, enough of the meltdown. The rest of the day was fine. Drinking 4 shakes and no food, not so much, but I did it. I wasn't hungry, but I sure am looking forward to my turkey sandwich on my FAVORITE Ezekiel bread (do you think they would sponsor me?) and some fresh sweet corn and tomatoes from our favorite farmers market, "Three Pees in a Pod" (you think I could get an endorsement from them??). That's all I got. Happy Frickin Cinco de Mayo- drink a beer for me. Cheers and Shalom (good-bye in Hebrew). Good Night Canada! (my favorite closing to a show- PTI on ESPN. :)