Why are some days such a chore,
you have to drag yourself out of bed, and you head to the kitchen for some breakfast and that simple activity suddenly forces you to sit down because you are already exhausted.  You linger over a bagel that you were too lazy to toast and reread the same paragraph in the newspaper without retaining a single word until you finally put it down.  You just sit and stare at whatever happens to be on TV because you don't have the strength to change the channel.  You finally reach a point when you must order yourself to brush your teeth, get dressed and start the day. You have a to do list a mile long, if only you could find it!  Your house is a mess, laundry needs to be done, the dogs have to be fed, and if you do not locate your appointment calendar, someone somewhere is going to be pretty upset. 
You think
you have a doctors appointment at 4,
but you are positive you have a lot more to accomplish
 before the late afternoon.

Nothing goes your way. 
You step into the shower and one of your girls has absconded with your shampoo,  so you walk naked, dripping through the hall, full of soap, swearing under your breath, dogs at your feet, licking your ankles along the way, while you attempt to locate the stolen article.

You don't notice until after you've applied your shaving cream that your razor is no where in site. Those same culprits raided your personal stock of sundries. 
 They have their own, why do they constantly take mine?

another story

By this time the dogs are totally confused and starving.  Every morning they sit patently at attention watching me get ready for my day waiting for the chance to lick my feet while I towel off.  I don't even like my husband anywhere near the bathroom when I'm in my private domain trying to get dressed. It takes me twice as long if he is anywhere in the vicinity.  I hate those clear shower doors, but my pets don't judge me at all, so I let them see me in the buff, after all, my husband never licked my feet. Thank God those pups can't talk, I have absolutely no secrets from those two. 
Lets just say they do not always see me at my best,
but they love me anyway

 another story

By now, you could really use a nap, and since you are still in your PJ's, it would be no trouble at all to just slip back into bed. Yet that nagging inner voice is ordering you to walk into your closet informing you that its time to get the show on the road. The never ending conversation that plays over and over in my head all day and night is starting to get nasty and my inner voices are loosing their patience and I will have hell to pay if I incur their wrath.

What to wear? 
When you are in this state of mind, it a horrendous decision. Feeling yucky, nothing works, even your old standards. You have to actually try on a number of combinations before you settle on one, and after all that work, you are still unhappy with your choice and all those matching staples that go with your fashion don't ensemble... like socks, jewelry, shoes, and sweaters are nowhere to be found.  You spend an enormous amount of time, that you don't have ...searching for a certain pair of shoes or a missing earring.  Why are you bothering, since you have so many other things you should be on the look out for, after all, you are not even sure if you need your shoes for awhile, but you continue nevertheless, because you are merely a robut not feeleing human and you can not multi task, you can only handle one inner voice demand at a time...  you are really not happy with your choice but you are too tired to continue to search and your closet looks like its been ransacked, but you do not have the energy to clean the mess you just made so you walk over the pile of clean clothes on the floor knowing that you just added another job to your missing
to do list
 and you hope you remember to write that down if you ever find it.

On a good day, you just get up and do what you have to do
without giving it a second thought. 

You switch to automatic pilot
and
before you know it,

you are finished with your morning routine,
whatever that entails.

Icky days like this produce a melody of sighs, distinct sounds differing in their tone and volume as the clock ticks and your frustrations mount... remember nothing is easy from the most menial task to a major emergency when you are feeling down and out.

I don't have to tell you
 
all the ways
 your day could go from bad to worse
all straight down hill from here,

you all have first hand knowledge of how this works,
 car problems,
kid problems,
work problems,
 health problems,
out of milk probmes
money problems
relationship problems


list goes on...
Even if you are normally a very friendly sociable person,

you don't feel like talking to another human being when you are down in the dumps
...so if given the chance,
 
you don't answer the phone,
your cell or the door if you can get away with it
sometimes you even cancel plans you were once looking forward to on a good day

you try to do all of the above but sometimes you can't!

I can not wait for this type of day to end
and
 it's so unpredictable,

you just never know
 until you open your eyes every morning


if God is going to bless you with all your positive energy that day, 

and
demand that your your inner voice to be nice to you
 or
 if its going to be one of those dreaded days
when you are running on empty and feeling hopeless.


The good news
is
even in the mist
of one of the worst days ever,
 you have to remember
it's only one of those days,
not your entire life.

thank God