So, I forgot to mention that on Saturday of this past weekend, I ran 2 miles when I got up, went to Faith and Dave's house for an awesome breakfast, then went to the gym ran some more and did some ass+abs. (For those of you reading this...you probably don't care and are a bit annoyed that you are reading a blog about someone elses' agenda. well, not everything is about you! Ha!)
OK, here is the good stuff....the stuff that Monday mornings are made of....(usually)
I got my butt out of bed uber early today - had a meeting on another campus. OK, I was supposed to be up earlier, but whatever. I was out of bed making coffee at 6:15am - that's amazing for me. I can barely get out of bed before 7:30 most mornings. I got ready and shot out the door at 6:44am, drove to campus, rode my bike to the shuttle stop at about 10,000 miles per hour, just to see it start to pull away at 7:00am exactly. Aren't those guys supposed to run a bit late?? The rest of the world is constantly late??!?!...anyway, I slapped on the side of bus and he stopped. Thank goodness. I needed to get to the Downtown campus by 7:30 and the next bus didn't leave until then! So, I loaded my bike into the luggage hold (cos I didn't have time to lock it up!), and climbed aboard. Sat right across the isle from one of my students. Great. I was a hot mess, out of breath, no makeup, shoes untied, etc. "Hi Cornell! How are you? I'm not a morning person, as you can see." Then the journey began. I got to DPC right on time...went looking for the signs to point me to where I needed to be...but the signs were missing. HAD THEY CANCELED WITHOUT NOTICE? I asked the info desk lady. She was nice...mystery solved. I was a week early. So, I went to the bathroom, put on my makeup, wandered around a bit, thought about going to get a coffee at some posh/trendy/hipster shop in downtown phoenix...then realized there was free coffee in the foyer! BOOYAH! my early morning debacle became worth it! Free coffee! Free bananas! Free apples! YAY! Not all is lost. I boarded the 8am shuttle and headed back, not feeling too sorry for myself. You'd think that a person would be pissed off that they got out of bed an hour early, rushed for no reason and wasted an hour and a half of their precious time. I'm actually OK....Well, I was OK....until I started writing this. FML.
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