Woke up with a list longer than my coffee run

Called the pharmacy for Gran, thought I had it done

Pushed my cart through the produce, fresh greens in my sight

Bump—crash—eggs on the floor, what a messy fight

Clerk's voice on the speaker: "Clean up, aisle four"

Face red as the tomatoes, headin' out the door

Post office line's a dragon, packages in tow

Finally my turn—oh no, left one in the car, you know

Rushed back, keys locked tight, panic in my chest

Called the locksmith, wallet's takin' the hit, no rest

Downtown hustle, feelin' the weight of it all

But I'm pushin' through the chaos, answerin' the call

Bank deposit waitin', huntin' for a spot

Sidewalk crack got me—down on hands and knees, what a plot

Purse explodes like fireworks, jeans got a rip

Bruised knee, scattered dreams, but I pick it up quick

Teller's smilin', hand in my bag for the check

Gone—vanished—like a ghost in the wreck

Raced back out, retracin' steps in the su

Found it under a bench, yeah, I won that one

Pharmacy next, meds for Gran on delay

"Come back later," they say—errands never play fair

Dry cleaners smooth, or so I believed

Oil change at the shop, surprises up their sleeve

Car's got issues, bill's climbin' high

Grab a latte nearby, just to breathe and sigh

Mechanic calls: "She's ready," homeward bound at last

Exhausted in the driveway, chaos in the rearview glass

Glance in the back seat, bag for the thrift store glow

Wait—those are my work blouses, not the old threads, oh no

Dropped off the wrong ones, cleaner's got my hand-me-downs

Laugh 'til I cry, then cry 'til I frown

Tomorrow's a clean slate, but today's my crow

Wearin' the scars like a badge in this town