Seriously?

I mean do things like this actually happen to real life people?

You have to read what I did yesterday...

You wouldn't believe how proud I was to rise before the five o'clock hour yesterday morning (yes you read that right). I promised Erin that I would meet her for a 5:30a.m. Body Pump class at our YMCA. We've grown accustomed to taking part in Tina's 5:30p.m. Circuit class twice a week but we thought it time to step it up a notch.

I'm such a dork. I was so afraid of sleeping in and so sickened by the idea of waking up any earlier than I HAD TO that I went ahead and packed my bag and slept in my workout clothes to lessen the amount of steps before getting out the door at that early hour.

Fortunately, I made it to our trusty gym in time to participate in the grueling practices of Jennifer (a far-too-peppy-for-five-thirty-in-the-morning-trainer). And we made it through.

I swear Erin and I didn't say one word during the class. I'm convinced we were still sleeping mentally. Our minds were desperately trying to catch up with our bodies, but were sorely behind which was obvious as I nearly dropped the weighted bar in my attempts to move it to my back - as if that move would be difficult at any other hour of the day.

In any case, after class we made it over to the Children's Home (my place of work) locker room to shower and change. Thanks to staff that gave me a key and permission to use their place. We were so thankful to avoid the Y's facilities to say the least.

I finished showering and getting all ready for my day. It was almost 7:30, when I needed to be at the office, so I gathered up my stuff and took out my shoes so I could treck on over to the office when it happened...

Something one would only dream about*.

Something you see in movies.

Something I would make fun of someone else for.

I found not two, but one shoe in my bag!

I panicked at first.

What would I do with a whole day of work and only one shoe?

You better believe I walked out in the cold, wet morning air to tear my car to bits looking for the other flat copper/gold beauty with ruffles on the toes only to find...

NOTHING.

What would I do?

I had zero alternatives unless I wanted to wear my glowing white Asics with my brown dress pants all day.

My house is too far to drive home, search my room and my closet, and make it back in time for work. I was out of ideas.

So...

Yesterday

was

a

one-shoe

day.

I'm pretty sure that's against dress code policy here. I did my best to stay hidden; however, more than once I literally backed my chair up and searched under my desk for my lost shoe.

So now I have a few problems. I only have one shoe, I may be a tad dramatic and apparently I have short-term memory loss.

Seriously?

js


PS. Please don't judge the toes. That's another thing I realized yesterday...I NEED A PEDICURE! My toenails are sick and I gotta use the ped-egg!