My life, don't get me wrong is great, but weird, like never had anything sorted out weird. Well, up until...
"Autumn, Hurry up, love! You're going to be late!!"
"I'm coming, mom!"
I run downstairs still putting on my jacket with a toothbrush hanging out of my mouth, run right past my mom into the kitchen. I finish brushing my teeth over the sink, drink a glass of water, realize my coat is on upside down, fix it, then run out to the car where my mom is waiting impatiently. I get in, put on my seatbelt, and my mom turns and looks at me. Oh great, I think, She's gonna give me one of those 'you need to know how to get yourself ready on time' talks again.
"You really need to learn how to get yourself ready on time, love. We can't keep being late to things all the time just because you didn't have time to put your book down, and run down the stairs."
"Hey!" I say, "That's not what happened! I didn't have time to put my phone down!"