Why I Now Find Myself Blogging, Part I

4:00 Alarm goes off and I tumble out of bed and hit snooze

4:05 Alarm goes off and I tumble out of bed and hit snooze...again

4:10 Alarm goes off and I tumble out of bed and turn my alarm off.

By 4:45 I'm dressed for clinical and ready to leave. I finish my last bite of rice noodles and tuna and grab my backpack and the 58-quart Sterilite bin that holds baking supplies for later in the day.

5:23 About to park in my normal spot, I suddenly remember that today is street cleaning day, and my car will get towed if I leave it on the street. Ugh. I drive to the other end of campus and park in a 4-hour metered spot. I'll have my sister drop some quarters in the meter when it starts running at 8.

5:40 I catch a bus to the hospital, and drink half a bottle of 5 Hour Energy. I'm going to need it today.

6:00 I make it to the hospital 45 minutes early, which is perfect since I still have part of my clinical project to finish before I get on the floor.

10:50 My sister Lindsey calls. "Hey, Kels...I don't know how to tell you this...but...your car just got towed." Okay, this is a bit unexpected.
"Okay, um, why?"
"You were parked in a construction zone, they had orange cones set up I guess."
"Uh, not at 5:30 they didn't. There were like 20 other cars parked there. I took the last spot."
"Okay, well I don't know what happened, but the policeman gave me the number to call, and I'm running really late for my anatomy class..."
"Alright, don't worry about it, it will be fine, just text me the number and I'll call them and work it out."

I'm late passing my meds, my patient received a soap suds enema a half hour ago and needs to be moved back to her bed, and I think I'll just put the whole "Your car just got towed" information on the back burner until I can deal with it over my lunch break.

12:10 pm It's gonna cost me $135 to get my car out of the impound, and it will take me an hour and a half to even get to the place. Still having a good attitude, but I'm concerned about the rest of the day. I have a part time job as a research assistant and am supposed to be at a 3:30 meeting about a grant proposal...if I don't get out of clinical until 2:30 or 3, then have to bus downtown and take a T, I'll never make it to the impound and back in time. And on top of that, all my baking supplies are in my car, and I need those for tonight as well.

2:22 pm My superwoman mom comes to the rescue and picks me up from the hospital and takes me to the impound, saving me an hour. I rescue my car, happy to find out that I didn't get a ticket, mildly irritated that my car got towed in the first place.

2:45 pm I drive back to school, out of $135 but I have my car back, and amazingly make it to work on time. (Thank you Lord!)

11:00 pm The rest of my day was incident free, apart from random globs of icing on my shirt. I am part of a campus organization that sponsors schools for girls in developing countries. We are having a cupcake fundraiser tomorrow and Sunday and spend the rest of the afternoon and evening baking trays and trays of tie dye cupcakes, making posters, and icing cupcake after cupcake. Mindless productivity is extremely therapeutic :)