You know those mornings when you feel like you’re consistently behind the eight ball? You know, the type of morning when you go to grab a cup of coffee only to find that you forgot to turn on the coffee machine in the first place? Most mornings, that’s pretty much the norm for me. One morning last week, however, I outdid myself. I pulled a doozy of a Claire Dunphy. If you’re not familiar with whom Claire Dunphy might be, please see my earlier post, I Pulled a Claire Dunphy… Have You?, from May 2011.
Julie Bowen plays Claire Dunphy in the hit TV show Modern Family.
Wednesday morning started out no different than any other morning. I dragged my sorry butt out of bed after hitting the snooze button one too many times, took a hot shower, blow dried my hair, and put on my makeup.
I wish I looked this cute (and calm) while applying my makeup.
Next, I woke up the kids, got them dressed, washed their faces, helped them brush their teeth, and sent them downstairs for breakfast. I popped bagels in the toaster for everyone and tended to the dog.
Our little princess, the oh-so-sweet-and-lovely Goobie girl.
After serving breakfast, I started preparing the kids’ food for the day and packing their lunch boxes… I could go on but I won’t bore you with the particulars of my morning routine. Needless to say, the shorter I grew on time, the faster I tried to get things done, the more forgetful I became as time marched on.
I'm getting tired just thinking of these crazy mornings!
As I shoved the last lunch box into the appropriate backpack, I took stock of time for what might have been the bazillionth time.
“Kids!” I bellowed like I always do at 8:25 a.m. “Five minutes until we have to leave the house! Go to the washroom, wash your hands, brush your hair, and get your stuff on!”
I glanced down at myself and remembered that I was still wearing my PJs.
A little secret I’d like to share: I tend to keep my PJ top on and throw on a pair of jeans or yoga pants to walk the kids to school. No one is the wiser since I wear a jacket to hide the PJ top. It doesn’t make sense to dress for work yet when I have to walk the kids to school during these dog days of winter.
Ok, we don't get anywhere near this amount of snow in Toronto, but you get my drift.
“Four minutes left!” I yelled as I raced up the staircase, down the hallway, and into my bedroom to change out of my PJ bottoms.
“Three minutes!” I hollered as I exited my bedroom and dashed down the hallway to get to the stairs.
I sucked in my breath (these morning routines are tiring!), and began my descent down the staircase like a mad woman.
About three stairs down, I noticed a cool draft on my legs. I stopped dead in my tracks. The kids, all bundled up, were staring up at me, wide-eyed, from the bottom of the stairs. No one said a word.
I glanced down at my legs and gasped. My legs were completely bare. Even my toes were naked. I had changed out of my PJ bottoms and had forgotten to put on my jeans or yoga pants. Talk about coasting on autopilot!
Needless to say, I raced back up the stairs in search of my yoga pants... and socks.
So there you have it… Yet another shining Claire Dunphy moment for me!
Have you ever had a Claire Dunphy moment? I’d love to hear about it.
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