My Not-So-Perfect Saturday Morning

My typical Saturdays usually involves me waking up at 7am (yea to sleepin' in! woot woot) next to a warm-furry-loudly-purring-little-body and a warm, fur-less, wide-eyed guy whose on all fours staring back at me with a grin. I've NEVER liked morning people. But he's an exeption since he usually says something along the lines of "Let's go get some breakfast!" or "I cooked you breakfast!" The second one always sounds better to me. A way into Violet's heart is through her stomach. After breakfast, the both of us would get ready for the rest of our morning - in our case, we like to work out. I like to wash my face, brush my teeth, floss, put my long hair in a high ponytail or a low ponytail or maybe a french braid that's nicely put off to the side or throw on a beanie and yell "I hate my hair!!!" This takes about 4-5 minutes. While I'm doing that, my workout buddy is taking a shower. He claims it makes him feel clean while working out. hmm... okay, weirdo. So anywhoo, we get all geared up for our cycle class or outdoor run then we kiss the kitties goodbye and jump in the car. After our one to two hour workout, we head back home. Freshen ourselves up. Make lunch and watch a movie while we rest up for our day. Peaceful bliss is what I like to call it. TODAY was the complete opposite. I was awoken by a rude, fur-less man. He turned on the faucet, the two air vents, and the shower. Then I heard him in the kitchen getting breakfast. Loudly banging the cupboards shut. All this while I'm trying to get back to sleep after a horrible night of awkwardly falling asleep on the couch. Maybe I should take his roommate's hint and wear earplugs. But that's not the case. He showers and loudly gets dressed in his huge closet. Then his cat starts to walk all over my chest while purring loudly and shoving her nose in my face. I gently pushed her off my chest and turned to my side, trying to get back to sleep. At last, he finally leaves! I told myself to wake up in another hour so I can drive down to my parents house in the morning and maybe get some running time in. Nope, I had a long nightmare (or should I say daymare?) this morning. I didn't get up til 10:30am! I felt so shameful and unproductive. I could barely move fast enough. That pretty much ended my perfect Saturday mornings. But I guess we all have those once in awhile, right? Sure, it's not as bad as you all think but I felt really crappy today. =( So I took a hint from the girls of SATC and decided to put my Christmas gift cards to use. Yay to free shipping. I'm calling it a quiet evening by going to bed early on a Saturday night. =)