I'm one of those people who are fairly organised and very very rarely late for anything. Well Tuesday morning could have turned into a disaster for me (I know I know, being late may not seem like a disaster to some people but I always pride myself on being very punctual).
Every 3 weeks I get weighed at the doctor (as you guys might know) by the nurse who is lovely by the way, to help me loose weight. Well I don’t know what was going through my head Monday night when i set my alarm but here it is:
Monday night: I have to be at the doctor surgery at 08:10 (have flexi time at work so they don’t mine me being later). Have to catch the 07:50 bus and need to leave my home at 07:40. Its takes me 1hr and 10min to get ready in the morning, so for some unknown reason I set my alarm at 07:30. Not one click of what I just done.
Tuesday morning: Well I woke up on my own at 06:45 and seeing how I usually get up at 06:00 having a lie-in till 06:45 is heaven on a work day, but still no click. I lay in bed till 07:10 when I realise I'm not going back to sleep so I should properly get up. Down stairs, brush my teeth, wash my face etc. Back up stair a 07:30 and decide to get dress and do my hair (still no click). 07:40 start putting on my make-up, start with the primer still no click. 07:42 knock on my sisters door, my mum telling her that its nearly 07:45 and she'll be late for college. CLICK!!!!!! Looks at the clock OH S***. I should have left the house the house by now and be on the way to the bus stop. Right I decide that I have 8 mins to finish my face, grab my bag (always made up the night before) put on my trainer and run for the bus. That morning I was going to so a stonewashed pallets blend of 3 colour but don't have the time. I choose two colour that were recommend the one-wash colours - opal and idolize, grab my SN mascara (almost poking my eye out at the same time) flirt as blusher, grab two lippies because I don't have time to decide which one to use (breathless and nectar) grab my bag, run down stairs, put on my trainers while talking really fast to my mum explaining what just happened (apparently later on when I came home from work mum said she didn't understand a word I said but she trusted that I knew what I was doing

What amazes me is that not one click of recognition that I should have woke up at 06:30 not 07:30 and I can’t blame anyone but me. I'm just so glad arrive on time. So I was wondering does anybody else have their own "Oh god look at the time, I'm late" stories.