The Plan™, well actually the Revised, Improved, This-One-Will-Work-Dammit, Plan™ was to have
taxlady and I head out to breakfast at 9:00 am before going to visit my folks. For me to accomplish this in a reasonable fashion, I had to wake up by 7:00 am, as I am a slow start in the morning. To be feasible at all, I had to be up at 8:00. I just woke up. Needless to say, the plan has not survived its first encounter with the enemy, and as Pogo said: "We have met the enemy, and he is us."
You know, I really hate it when plans don't work out, but I especially really really REALLY hate it when its my fault. Anyway, I am now drinking coffee while drying off from my shower. The moment its done, I'm doing a rush packing, and we're out of here. Hopefully, not running more than an hour late.
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You know, I really hate it when plans don't work out, but I especially really really REALLY hate it when its my fault. Anyway, I am now drinking coffee while drying off from my shower. The moment its done, I'm doing a rush packing, and we're out of here. Hopefully, not running more than an hour late.