The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup
I say a little pray for you
While combing my hair now
And wondering what dress to wear now
I say a little prayer for you

Or

Tumble outta bed and I stumble to the kitchen
Pour myself a cup of ambition
Yawn and stretch and try to come to life
Jump in the shower and the blood starts pumpin’
Out on the street the traffic starts jumpin’
With folks like me on the job from 9 to 5

While neither of these actually fits my morning routine, they often do pop into my head as I am laying out my clothes for the next day. I had to really contemplate what I was going to wear today. It’s kind of a special day at the office. The candidates for our new director will be in this week: today, Wednesday, and Friday. Today’s candidate is the favored one at this point in the process. We actually attended the same graduate school, and I want to impress him considering that I want him as my new boss. I hope he holds up to what we think of him so far. One of the difficult things about this process is that we have an internal candidate. And as much as I may like him, I don’t want him as my boss. I don’t think he’s ready for the position. Whoever becomes director, I will only have to deal with them for a few months since I will be out at the end of October. Hopefully, whoever the successful candidate is, I can deal with them for the next six months.

Coffee. I fell asleep last night without preparing s post as I usually do. I guess it had been a longer more stressful day than I’d realized. Everything seemed to piss me off yesterday especially one of my coworkers. He’s up for a promotion but there are also two other external candidates up for it too, and maybe it sounds mean but I hope he doesn’t get the promotion. He’d make a terrible boss. He’s just kind of clueless. Anyway, there were other stresses with my job that are too complicated to go into, but suffice it to say, I’m stressed out.