Have you ever had one of those days?

Have you ever had one of those days? You know like a Sunday morning. The alarm rings longer than it should have and as you roll over to shut it off, you realize its insistent cry. Our yearly time change from one more hour or less to sleep in or get up. You bolt from your warm and cozy bed. First things first, the coffee then a quick shower.

Secondly, what do I wear that I didn't wear last Sunday, or the church dinner during the past week. Decisions and the lack of coffee are not getting you any closer to making this monumental decision. As you stumble out of the closet and head for the kitchen a wave of anxiety floods over you as the fog in your primitive brain begins to recede and lets you know that you are one of the greeters this morning. You quicken your pace following the aroma of brewing coffee, take a corner to close, slamming your hip into a counter top and the mornings color of bright sunshine quickly turns a bright shade of red. But you press on. You have a need and pain wasn't it. You grab a mug for coffee and stop and stare at the coffee maker as it decides that this mornings brew will take a little longer. I need coffee you scream and grab the coffee pot from under its brew master and pour a cup of the hair of the dog that should have bit you last night.

You begin to see more clearly, your brain begins to hum and the pain in your hip has taken on a new feeling. But pain never the less. Back to the closet where you stand staring at the clothes, sipping your coffee. Nothing, I got nothing. What can I wear. Dark shirt and pants? No, you are greeting people, not sending them to the dungeon. How about something bright, maybe that shirt your Aunt Bertha got you in Brazil. No, it makes you look like the last member of a mariachi band that went south without you. Come on you say out loud, this is not that hard. After a item by item check, you settle on a white shirt, dark trousers and a tie. Not exactly GQ but you can live with it. The dressing part goes without a hitch. Now the part that should be an Olympic event. Tying a tie.