"Click"

So, I'm busy at work these days. (One of the reasons I haven't been blogging much of late....)

So how busy is busy? Well, let's put it to you this way: the girl who never use to be able to make it to work before 9:30am, now fairly regularly catches the 7am jet cat. (I told a friend that the other day and she started to laugh saying ' I know you said you were busy, but the 7 am jet cat? Now I KNOW you're busy'. Smart ass.)

Now - although I'm getting up earlier - that doesn't necessary mean I'm awake earlier.

What do I mean? Well, let's take this morning as an example:

I get up.
I shower.
I dress.
I dry my hair
I do makeup.
I have no time for breakfast (I opted for 5 mins extra sleep rather than brekkie)
I put on my shoes.
I grab my bag.
I exit my apartment.
I say goodbye to monster as I shut the door.
The door goes 'click'.
I go 'shit'.

What's missing from the above list? The following:
I take keys from counter and put in bag.

So much for starting early - because now I have to leave work early to get to the rental agency to get spare keys. Somewhere along the way I broke my routine.....and when I break from routine, things get missed.

Like keys.

You can hear it can't you?

'Click'
'Shit'

It's still echoing for me too.....