The Snooze Button

I had the best of intentions today.  I set my alarm for 6:30am with plans to get up, do some yoga, write my blog entry, and get to work early so I could finish up on my prep work for the Kaufman Center before my 10am class arrived at the Paley Center.  Instead, here’s how my morning went:  I hit snooze 6 times waking up an hour later than I had meant to and I ran around my apartment like a crazy person trying to get out to work on time.  I got out the door, walked to the subway in the miserable heat and humidity only to realize that I had left my wallet at home.  I turned around, ran the five blocks back to my apartment, returned to the subway, and hopped on a train…that was packed, had no A/C and proceeded to stall.  Finally, I made it the two stops to Atlantic, where I transfer to the express train, to find masses of annoyed people waiting for what seemed like a delayed express train.  After waiting on the muggy, crowded platform for 10 minutes, I got on a train which literally crawled into Manhattan, due to an “earlier incident.”

I then arrived at work, a half an hour late, to find my class sitting in the lobby waiting for me.  I ran upstairs to my office to grab the DVDs I needed to teach the class, and found the door had been locked by the cleaning ladies.  Because my office was newly built last year, there is only one key…and I had no idea where it was.  Enrique, our maintenance guy, was just about to break down the door, when I remembered I had put the sole key in my boss’s office.  So, much to his dismay, Enrique did not get to break into my office or break down the door, and I was left to grab my stuff and teach thirty 6-10 year-olds about the marvels of Old-time Radio Theatre.

As they say, “The best laid schemes of Mice and Men, oft’ go awry.”  Sometimes it’s due to things way beyond your control (subway fires, cleaning ladies) and sometimes due to things well within our control (hitting snooze 6 times).  And if there is one thing we can count on in life, its obstacles.  But, what we do with these obstacles, well, that’s up to us.  So, I survived my day, annoyed but mostly unscathed, and now I’m going to take my Bollywood dance class, go home, have a glass of wine, and hope that the road ahead for Helen isn’t quite as challenging as my morning was.