Late

I'm not a very punctual person, and luckily my life isn't usually predetermined around a strict "you have to be here" schedule. But there are things: at the CBS we now have a nine a.m. Monday morning meeting that involves my coworker in the Basque Country Skyping us to catch up on the week's progress. The Monday before last, I was just a little late due to getting a slow start, not a big deal but this week (and it especially being the first morning of Daylight Savings Time and being groggy), even with the best intentions I got distracted on our morning walk with Bodie (we found some sweet willow cuttings that we hauled back for her midmorning snack) and ended up getting back to the apartment at 8:30. Suddenly, it's too late to make it to work on my bicycle. Commuting on my bicycle is way up there on my list of things to do, but I was confronted by the fact that there was absolutely no way I was going to make that nine a.m.'er. So I had to ask Renee for a ride downtown in the Honda on her way to work and sheepishly unload despite the fantastic morning.