I dreamed Uber showed up 15 minutes too early
to pick me up for the ball–and I wasn’t dressed yet.
My kids were all yelling at me,
“Mom, Mom, Mommmmm!”
And I’m all grumbly.
“But I have 15 minutes. My hair looks stupid.”
“Mom, hurry! They can’t just wait on you!”
Why not… grumble…. fine. Ugh.
I start pulling my red studded cowboy boots on.
Good thing my kids were there in my dream
to yell at me and wake this Cinderella up.
I accidentally turned my alarm off this morning.
Would have missed my meeting.