Sneaky-Guilty

Planoamy
I feel very sneaky guilty today.
See, it started with me trying to sneak 9 minutes of extra snooze when the alarm went off this morning. Sweetie hit the clock and said, "issistwenfor." This I instantly knew meant it was 6:24 and the time I always get up. But I knew already what I was going to wear, and what I was packing for lunches, and so I figured I could get away with another delicious nine minutes. I dozed, and thought, wow, these nine minutes are great! Then I started thinking, the alarm will go off any second and put that Monday jolt down my back and I better just get up since I am lying here thinking about it and not sleeping. So I get up and look at the clock and it is 7:40! The "Oh God" I murmured brought Sweetie to his feet in about 4 seconds, and we both started scrambling for toothbrushes and closet doors. While he was getting ready, I thought, there's no way I can get downtown any faster than at least 30 minutes late. I'm calling in!

So I reasoned, since I get a penalty on myself for being more than 5 minutes late, and I get the same penalty for calling in sick, why go in late, with that terrible feeling, and work the whole day, and still get the punishment? Especially when I can be sick and use a sick day and be home and get things done here, like washing the last two bags of donated clothes.

Then an even better bonus. Sweetie decided to skip his dentist appointment since he didn't want to go in late and leave early on the same day. He asked me to cancel it. Now, I'm about 5 months behind on my own appointment because I could never get a day off from work when the dentist wasn't already booked. So I called and changed his name to mine, and had a wizz-bang trip to the dentist. Complete with sore gums and an admonition to use floss on my teeth, not for hanging Christmas tree ornaments. (I told on myself.) The only part about being home sick that makes me feel bad is the practice of calling us at home to see if we really are sick. This is something the supervisor of the sick person is supposed to do. No one called today, probably since my old sup. is moving somewhere else today and no one knows who will be replacing her. I know in the long run this day will get added to my absentee report, but like protagonist in the greatest skip-day movie of all time says, "Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it." Oh yeah. Chik-chik-achik-ahhh!