Saturday, June 6, 2009
...And We're Off
It's 4:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning and no, I'm not just getting in from a really randy and late night. I'm getting ready for our kayak/5 year anniversary trip since we are meeting friends at 5:30 for breakfast. I'm really tired. I didn't get to bed until LATE last night and I am already regretting that. So much for my plan of going to be bed before the sun and being all ready to go and refreshed. Shit. Instead, I look like a homeless person except my clothes are new. I'm layered and mismatched, no makeup and my hair looks funky. It could be worse. I could be cold. Oh wait- I am. I'm going to FREEZE MY ASS OFF on the lake. I heard a weather person say high 40's/low 50's. Minus more since we're on the lake. I will probably die on this trip which was my idea, so the only recourse I have is to blame others for agreeing to the trip as well. If they hadn't agreed, I wouldn't be going since I don't do stuff alone like this. Great. OK- I'm so hungry I feel like I'm going to puke. Wish me luck, and if you don't ever hear from me again, I'm a permanent resident of Lake Superior or washed up on a weird island.