At 2:30 a.m. on the nose, some terrifyingly loud, violent noise jolted me awake out of a tranquil sleep. I turned off my electric blanket and lay there afterwards for what seemed like ages, feeling almost paralyzed and too fearful to investigate what it was. All I knew was, it definitely sounded like an explosion. . . something horrible. In pitch darkness, just about anything can feel catastrophic. My mind began wildly whirling with the possibilities: Were crazy kids outside playing with fireworks? Was there some bizarre technological malfunction in my bedroom? Was my life in danger? Was it just a nightmare I couldn't remember? It seemed so startlingly vivid, though. . .
Imagine how stupid I felt this morning, when I discovered that everything looked precisely the same as when I'd gone to bed. . . except that a full bottle of aspirin had tumbled from my desk to the floor.
Imagine how stupid I felt this morning, when I discovered that everything looked precisely the same as when I'd gone to bed. . . except that a full bottle of aspirin had tumbled from my desk to the floor.
(shakes head at self)
Whew!
5 comments:
This blog lacks bragginess. Try it. Its fun.
Um, all right.
I ate something with red sauce today and didn't spill any on my blouse!!
There you go...my bragging session for today!
The Hilmeister doesn't brag. The Hilmeister doesn't need to brag.
Bragginess is a crucial tool to building goals, motivation and positive feedback when something significant is accomplished.
What is that, a line from a Stephen Covey book?
Scott, thank you. I'd like to think I'm above bragginess. (Oh wait, that just sounded purpose-defeatingly arrogant!)
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