Wake Up...

o.k...have you ever had one of those days when you feel like "God is tryin' ta tell me sumthin'"? Well, I am having one of those moments/days now. Well, it started like this, at 7:15 a.m. a colleague of mine called to tell me, while reading obituaries this morning (huh? did you say while reading the obituaries? Do people read those on purpose? I personally don't even want to touch the pages with my bare fingertips in fear of...in fear of...catching something, I don't know...I just don't go trolling through the obituaries, it just ain't right. Come on man, seriously) he noticed another colleague had died so he thought I should know there was going to be a job opening in the city and I should therefore immediately call my contacts and get the scoop on the application process. Riiiight...am I that desperate for another job? ummm, yep. But really man, who am I going to call about a job at 7:15a.m. on Sunday. Not to sound ungrateful but it couldn't wait til say 12:00 p.m. or even better in the morning? Wow, talk about a way to wake up...huh? So, I told him, never fear, I've already applied for that job, because another friend of mine told me, about a month ago, about the "potential" job opening as it was rumored that...ummm...the gentleman in question, um, his "term" on the job was coming to an end. I thought he was retiring. I didn't know he was "retirin'" sho nuff. So after chatting it up with him for a minute or two, I tried to will myself back to sleep...one sheep, two sheep,...37 sheep...snoring now, mouth open. Then my niece walks in my room and I instantly wake up and she announces that she is leaving...on her way back to her mother's...I chat it up with her for a while, then she leaves. I try again to will myself back to sleep, then ring, my auntie calling to tell me they are coming through town to bring me a trunk that my mother left behind. Now this sorta creeps me out. Who knows what's in that truck? My mother was a very strange lady to say the least. She guarded the contents of that trunk like it had a body in it. Me and my sister have been waiting many years to get that trunk to see what it may behold. But now that it's close enough to almost touch, I just don't know if "my mind is right" enough to take a peek, namean? Well, then I chat it up with her for a while and we decide they will call when they are close. I try to go back to sleep, but I can't now because I am engrossed in an episode of Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends (who's the real Blue?)...but then the phone rings yet again and its a friend of mine who needs some info from the Internet, so I get it up out of the bed. I give it up and just go on and get my black a** up... o.k. God you win, I'm gittin' up out the bed. I can't wait to see what the rest of the day beholds...