This morning, after being away from the office since December 23, I planned to hit the ground running as I started my work year. I got up this morning at 3:30 AM, to make an airport run with Philip, then go in early to work. We were out of the house by 4:15, so we beat rush hour and were happy that the roads were dry and clear. It was very cold–about 4 degrees F, but the heater kept us toasty, we had coffee in our go cups and we felt like we were starting the new year in a great way.
I dropped Philip off and headed back toward the office. Still, not a lot of traffic, I am within sight of my office by 6 AM, and Philip calls to let me know he has boarded and his flight should be leaving on time, when i realize I left my laptop at home.
I had put it next to the door to the garage, but knew last night even as I was putting it there I should have put it in the vehicle. It was just so cold in the garage I didn’t know if it would hurt the computer.
This is what comes of taking so much time off! My habits are off and I’m out of practice at getting out of the house with everything I need.
It isn’t a tragedy–it isn’t as if I was the person boarding the jet–and I was only a little aggravated as I drove home then back to the office. I arrived about a quarter til 7–after 2.5 hours ion the road. Somehow, it felt like I should have made it further than 15 miles from home after that much driving.
I still got in early enough to get several tasks marked off my list before people started arriving, so I did get my head start on the new year, just not as much as I’d hoped.
And I have to remind myself — there is a lot more year to come.