Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Sometimes You Need A Paper Bag(To Hide Your Head In)

Lately, my life has become one embarrassing moment after another. First there was the dried spaghetti episode. Now my allergies are embarrassing me. I had to attend a meeting today. There were only 11 people in this meeting. Because of the layout of the seating, I was pretty close to the person sitting next to me. And I kept coughing. And my nose kept running. A lot. Which means I was sniffling, a lot. Of course it didn't occur to me to bring any tissue with me, not that I would have sat there and blown my nose in the middle of the meeting, mind you.

I thought it was gross to blow your nose at your desk. Especially if you have people that work around you, which I do. I have heard people blow their nose and it just sounds gross. That was before my allergies went haywire. I can't for all practical purposes run to the bathroom every time I need to blow my nose. Grudgingly, I began blowing my nose at my desk yesterday. I became one of the hated. I became one of the "gross" people that does that. I would like to point that I also use hand sanitizer and Clorox wipes on a daily basis. I know, it's still gross.

Anyway, back to the meeting. This was an hour long meeting. I didn't want to get up and leave because I didn't want to miss anything important. What to do, what to do. I had two options. One I could just sit there and sniffle and drive the poor woman next to me crazy, or I could tilt my head back to keep my nose from running so much. I chose option two. That's right. I sat through an hour long meeting tilting my head back. I can't even begin to imagine what the others in the meeting were thinking. They probably thought I had my nose in the out of snootiness, not to be confused with snottiness.

I don't know if I have mentioned that I started getting up earlier in the morning. This is so I can feel more human before I start my day. I get and sit in front of the TV and have some coffee. Just me. All by my lonesome self, and I love it. This morning as I was sitting and enjoying my coffee, my house phone began ringing, and it sounded extra loud to my just-got-out-of-bed ears. Annoyed I went over to check the caller ID and see who it was. It was my TN dad. Me to myself "It's too early for me to be on the phone. There is NO way I am talking to ANYONE this early in the morning, not even my dad. Doesn't he realize that it is too early for humans to be communicating with each other?"

He called again as I was on my way to work. He wanted to know why I didn't answer the phone earlier when he called. I told him I didn't get up that early. He said that MY SISTER had told him that I had started getting up earlier. BUSTED! (And embarrassed) Busted at 32 years old. That's what I get for trying to pull the wool over his eyes. I mean, I didn't want to tell him that I had purposely avoided talking to him. It's not personal. I'm just not a morning person, and I was protecting him. From my early morning pissiness. Really. Now. On the other hand, I don't want ANYONE invading my precious 30 minutes in the morning. It's all I have. After I got off the phone with him, I called my sister and gave her the what-for because she TOLD him that I am getting up early.

I fessed up to him this afternoon the real reason and he laughed. My candor about the early morning phone call and how it annoyed me, AMUSED him. I am glad that I can bring joy to so many people. It's what I live for.


5 comments:

The Mom said...

LOL! Busted at 32!

That happens to me at 35 all the time!

John said...

I seen some women blow there nose real decrete like and not make a sound, I don't know how they do it.
When i blow my nose it sounds like a fog horn. I love that alone morning time, just me my coffee and the TV.

HW said...

Uh Oh! Daddy might take the car keys away...

I am NOT a morning person either. I love silence in the morning. My husband is cheerful in the morning, sometimes obnoxiusly so. Sometimes it is not pretty - the looks I shoot him because I won't speak. Sometimes he is lucky to be able to walk upright as he leaves for work.
Yeah, I hate mornings too.

Karen Deborah said...

I don't know what to do with runny noses except blow them. For really "snotty" people who give me too much trouble, I can work up a snort. SNot has to come out, can't deal with it. If I would've tried to let snot run down the back of my throat there would have been barf at the meeting. Your brave.

Cheri said...

I totally love to get up earlier than everyone else to have some time to myself. Or sometimes I'm up at the wee hours -- just to be alone! Yay!