Damnit. I didn’t touch wood the other day when I said rough nights were getting fewer and farther between.
Last night sucked. No other word for it. I couldn’t get comfortable. I went out and sat on the couch for a bit, then laid down and finally got some sleep… Until the 7 am alarm woke me. Why didn’t I turn that off?
Back to bed. Woke again at 9 am. Well, today is gonna suck. Might as well get on with it.
Milo. Shows. Check.
Shower time… awwww yeah… this will wake me up!
Music. Check. Timer set for ten minutes. Check.
Dive in. Oh damn, that’s cold! I’m awake!
Go through the routines, rocking out to Mile Cyrus – See you again.
Don’t judge me. Then Talking Heads – Psycho Killer. Weird combo. lol.
Shampoo. Conditioner. Damnit dickhead, you did it again. Stare at my left hand with the conditioner in it for a few seconds. AHA moment!
Shampoo in the right hand. Do the repeat deal with the right hand. And then condition! Nailed it!
Still cold as I wander, and I wonder as I wander. What the timer is up to. Standing in the cold water, skin turning a little blue.
HaHa.. I’m a smurf.
I start cleaning the suds off the glass shower screen…. wait…
wtf are you doing Papa Smurf??? GTFO!!
oh yeah. lol.
6 minutes. Doubled the time in the cold shower from when I started. Think I might be getting used to this.