I hope not.

The power went out yesterday for a couple of hours. This is not a good thing when you telecommute, as you can imagine; especially when your husband (who will remain nameless) forgets to put the battery in the generator. Sure, I could probably figure out how to do that but I have a habit of doing awful things to myself like electrocution, almost losing limbs with power tools and things like that. I just wasn't in the mood to test that out.

Anyhoo- one thing I didn't think about with the power outage was my alarm radio. I rolled over this morning to look at the clock wondering how much time I had left and EEEEK! Seems that the volume was reset to zero, so I woke up with quite a start. It was 20 minutes after the time I'm supposed to get up. That got my adrenaline going in overdrive.

I knew that there was NO way I'd be able to make up that 20 minutes and make it to the train station on time. I have everything timed to perfection when I"m getting ready in the morning- no dilly dallying built into the schedule. Up at 4:40, take a shower, wash my hair, wash my face and brush my teeth. I'm out the door at 5:20 in perfectly coiffed hair and makeup to perfection (only to be smudged and smeared by the end of the day, of course). Most of that time is spent on my hair, by the way. Really it's a miracle I look presentable with the amount of time I give myself.

ANYHOO.... my face felt funny so, before my shower I looked in the mirror. To my dismay, I have a nice grouping of cold sores taking over my face. Not on my mouth, mind you. On my chin. It's just down-right ugly and right now the little colony is slightly smaller than a quarter.

LOVELY!

I'd considered calling my boss to tell her that I was going to work from home out of vanity, but decided that I already had an extra day at home last week due to the spider bite so I didn't want to push it.

I cowboy'd up and drove in to work this morning, herpes face and all. Traffic was better than I'd ever seen it and I was sitting in my office chair at 6:15. Wow. I really made record time (so there was a plus this morning.)

Last time I had herpes face, my boss told me that it was distracting. Hmmmmph. So, I paid extra attention to my hair and makeup and wore a form fitting thin sweater in hopes that all of that would detract from my face. I'll let you know how that goes.

Meh and Feh.