this post is all about excuses.

i had an interview i had to go to at 11 this morning.
which i missed.

Excuses:

Having not slept a wink, I fell aslp on my couch at 8am
while i was waiting to use the showers.
No one wanted to wake me up knowing how difficult it is for me to fall asleep,
and how difficult it would have been for them to try to wake me up.
And my brave persistent lovely awesome mom wasn't home to do the deed.

So i got up in shock and disappointment, with an after taste of remorseful surrender,
swarmed with forced positive, encouraging thoughts battling against a tide of harsh, belittling self-criticism,
at 10:40am. Too late.

The only thing that bothers me about missing this interview is how disappointed my mom will be.
That's strange, really. I will figure out why i feel that way when i have the time.

For now,

imma make full use of the day to sleep an extra wink if its even remotely possible.
And make $200. And a little bit more.

Ouh and most importantly,
I have plenty of excuses to smile again.

=)