Some things, like arriving on time, are just out of my control.
My favorite coffee mug at work says, “I’m not late. Everyone else is just way too on time.”
So, I always underestimate how much time things take. My husband tells me to work backwards. If I have to be somewhere at 2 PM for instance, and it takes an hour and a half plus allow Bay Bridge traffic, I should leave at 12. Perfect! That means I can have a haircut appointment at 11:00, right? So I made it. I was even early to my haircut appointment. However, my hairdresser was running 45 minutes late. And then, when I got home, of course, I had to throw in a load of laundry, clean up the kitchen a bit and pack my computer and swimsuit.
Hey – what can I say?