So much beautiful shiny! I woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed today. Hoping to squeeze in some yoga before I head up in the afternoon to perform my first job related task, proving that I am not currently under the influence of anything illicit.
I plan on enjoying it because the last time I went there it was with the husband and he made me drive and complained the entire time but also refused to drive instead. I came THIS close to kicking him out of the car while saying, "Call an Uber."
It was mainly the giganticness of the Uber fee that stopped me, but like, I plan on relaxing plus tallying up an extra "how long will this take" moment. I mean, I'll probably still allow an extra 20 minutes all the time, as I have a pathological hatred of lateness re: work. My own, everyone else's, etc. My dad did it to me by being chronically late all the time. I think the worst time I recall was like my first horse riding lesson. I had been lobbying it for months. Like, the whole way there I was chanting incoherent prayers that the lights would turn green quicker.
Nobody likes late. I almost told my future director that story when like he accused me of potential lateness but like, sometimes you can just over share.
Anna
