I awoke to an overcast day. This prompted me to just lay there and enjoy not getting up. Sometimes, it’s good to shake up the old routine. I don’t usually do well in the morning. It comes too early. I’m lying there thinking about everybody else who is already up and having coffee when the phone rings. This forces me to get out of bed, and I’m not happy. Who had the nerve to call me at 8 a.m. unless the hotel was on fire?  Since I didn’t hear any alarms going off, this better be good. I was greeted with, “This isn’t a social call; it’s time to get out of bed and smell the coffee. We need the power strip from your room for the conference room and I’m sending someone up to get it.”  “Ahhhhh,” I said. There was laughter on the other end. “I guess you’re not dressed. Better put something on, he’s on
his way up.”  Jeez. I jerked it out of the wall, cracked the door and handed it over.
                 
This was probably divine providence telling me to eat breakfast and go to the gym. Only, the toaster wouldn’t work. This caused a major delay in getting back to my room. The bed was still looking good when I got there. In spite of the temptation, I grabbed a novel I was reading, and ate breakfast. By the time I got to the gym, I was less than enthused. I thought about a title for an exercise article I wanted to write entitled, “Fluff in Front.” That was motivation enough for me. By the time I got back upstairs I had another request
waiting for me. Maintenance needed to get in to install a new light fixture in the bathroom. Oh, for crying out loud. I’d already made them wait to do my room last after I saw the quality of light the new fixtures put out. The three foot long tubular fixture has a plastic lens on top and bottom that supplies a very bright white light. Kind of makes your face look like you’re on High Def TV. I can tell putting makeup on is going to be a real adventure from now on. I made him wait until after I showered and dressed. By then, he had taken off to do another room. Now I had housekeeping trying to get in my room. I asked them to wait until I tracked down maintenance. An hour later, the installation had begun. I’m trying to write in the midst of this mayhem. One leaves and the other one shows up. I swear, sometimes it’s like my room has a revolving door. It’s a wonder I can get any work done. But, I do.




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