The Scoreboard

What was I thinking when I mentioned that will prepare my clothes for work the night before?

I felt restless these few evenings. I decided to grab my fitness gear and head out for Zumba classes. I love this new place Erwin introduced me to. They conduct classes every weekday nights and even aqua fitness every Saturday mornings. All I have to do is check their schedule and my mood for the day. Then it will be me moving that body, sweating it out, pumping those non-existence muscles and later diving my aching body into my bed. Well I did land myself into dreamland easily. 

Did I manage to prepare my clothes for work the night before as I initially planned? 

My reply: Obviously not. 

Did I manage to get up earlier than usual to do all the necessary stuff (that was supposed to be done the night before at my own pace) and enjoy a 'no rush' mornings the next day as I had planned?

My reply: And miss those extra moments of sleep? Oh, I just cannot!

I ended up running around the house as usual, grabbing clothes which did not need to be ironed off the rack. Or dashed to the ironing board while eyeing the clock. Snatched whatever scarf I saw that matched the outfit and matching flats.

So how did the scoreboard looked?

Caleb: Countless Win

Me: 0

Conclusion is, my bed will always win. Do not make me choose between my bed or my sleep time to anything else, everything else (well mostly I guess) will lose.

And now, I am enjoying my Saturday morning with a round of flatlay in, you guess it, in bed. By the way, I name my bed Caleb as we have a great time understanding each other. To a wonderful Saturday ahead.