After being late yesterday morning to Triad Networks, I just could not let go of it. I was jittery and distracted as I started my writing session with friends Bernie and Claudette. "I am always on time--early--for everything," I told them. "I can't stand people who are late and I don't like being thought of as one of those people."
"Well," said Bernie kindly (because, God love her, she feels the same way about being on time as I do), "Then maybe this is the Universe's way of telling you not to be so judgemental of other people and their time issues. You never know what the reason is for someone being late."
Oddly, I felt much better after she said that and was able to concentrate on my work. Turned into a fantastic writing session for me where I churned out close to 8 pages of handwritten work. Then I nailed my Toastmasters speech, which heightened my mood.
The rest of the day was up and down as some of my appointments were wonderful (and on time--<grin>), while others forgot I was coming, or couldn't meet with me. So it was a day of highs and lows.
Turned into a loooong work day. I left the house at 6:50 AM yesterday and finally dragged myself away from the computer at 9pm saying, "Enough." Today is swamped too, but the highlight is I'm meeting my friend Melody at her house for dinner at 5, and we're doing at least an hour's worth of knitting--my first lesson. I have no business taking two hours off with the work I have piling up, and that's exactly why I'm doing it. Trying to bring some balance back to life.