So first off let me say waking up 45 minutes past your alarm is a really bold move on my part. I typically pride myself on getting up early, arriving early and thus leaving early;) Today was not the case. Here's a snap shot of this beloved morning:

7:15am : alarm rings loudly

7:16am: hit the above mentioned alarm thinking I hit snooze.....

8:02am: Awoken by my saliva drentched pillow

8:03am: Realized it wasn't Saturday

8:04am :Rushed out of bed

.....run......iron....wash...get lunch....drive away...

8:40 am: "Why is my car slowing down"...

8:41am: Notice the gas light

8:42am: Notice the gas gauge

8:43am: Pray 

8:44am: Pray for real

8:50am: Recieved answer to prayer by pulling into the Citgo

8:55am: Stayed ten minutes behind a lady with a cigarette in one hand, cell phone in the other...where's the steering wheel in all this...

STOP FREAKING ME OUT YO!