Knit is a Four-Letter Word

Last night, I stayed up quite late, and ended up only getting about 5 hours sleep.

My spatial intelligence and sense of direction are both negligible.

Combine these two facts, and you get a Monday that is a comedy of errors.

Today I:

a) got lost on the way to TAFE (school). I go to TAFE every Monday, and have driven in each Monday other than last week, when I took the train. Today I found myself travelling down several streets that aren’t the most direct way to school. And if I had an option to choose, I inevitably chose the road least travelled. Also known as Not the Right Direction.

b)completely forgot that there was a question 5 on my spreadsheet assessment until my lecturer asked to see that section. Made sillier by the fact that I had been given prime place in the queue so I could head into work a little earlier. Yep, nope, I was the third to last to leave the assessment room today.

c) Walked to my car in the TAFE carpark. Remembered I had to pay for my parking before I left, walked back to the parking machine I had walked past to get to my car. Paid for my ticket. Picked up my receipt and walked back to my car. Couldn’t find my ticket. Walked back to the parking machine to find the ticket sitting in the slot where i had left it. Walked back to my car, and concentrated very hard on driving to work.

d) Got into my car to drive home. Couldn’t find my keys, which was odd because I had just unlocked my car. Opened the car door to find my keys where I had left them, locked in the car.

e) had many many little trips, stumbles, bangs and pokes. If I am not covered in tiny bruises over the next week or so, I will be quite surprised. Actually, I will be surprised anyway, because I will forget all of the trips and stumbles and bangs etc, and wonder where the heck that bruise came from.

I am now heading to bed, where at least if I fall, it will be into something soft.