We spent a large part of the evening last night doing a mad cleaning rampage in the apartment so that the prospective tenants that are visiting it today wouldn't be frightened off by the amount of clutter. As such, I woke up stiff as a board this morning. I thought I was having a good morning, everything on time and the such, right up to the moment that I see the work shuttle turn the corner and drive off without me. It actually didn't even register with me to jump up and down and make a fuss as it was turning the roundabout. I just stood there with a dumb look on my face. Go me. Walked back home and called a cab. Everything was going ok again, right up to the moment where the cabbie's satnav got him lost. Nothing major, and I didn't get in too late, but still not a good way to start a day.
The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck