One of those days

So, this morning I didn't hear/subconsciously ignored my alarm and woke up naturally at 6:15am. My alarm was set for 5:15am. I usually leave my apartment at 6:20am to walk the approximately ten minutes to the bus stop for the 6:30 bus to Salt Lake. So, waking up at 6:15 was not good.

My first thought was "Dang."

My second was "Five minutes."

In five minutes, I half-showered, threw on clothes, pulled my hair back and covered it with a headband, applied a minimal amount of make-up, and headed out the door--only to realize when I reached the street outside my complex that my toothbrush was still hanging out of my mouth.

But I still caught the 6:30 bus.