Monday, April 4, 2011
C is for Clock
You would think after the many times I have done this I would be more careful. But alas, it seems this lesson is too often forgotten.
I finished sorting what to put into the suitcase and then taking things out again. My bag was packed and boarding pass printed. My laptop, kindle and mobile phone sat all charged up and ready to go. It was nearly midnight and I had an early start in the morning.
I had it all figured out. Flight at 9AM….an hour and a half to get to the airport. Be there an hour before flight time. To give myself a little wiggle room, leaving the house by 6:15AM seemed sensible. So, I set my Clock for 5AM. Plenty of time for a shower; primping hair; putting on makeup and a leisurely breakfast.
On the morning of departure I woke with a start. I looked at the alarm Clock and the neon green numbers screamed 6:00AM. I bolted out of the bed, grabbed my clothes and headed for the shower, cursing myself under my breath. Yes I had done it again….I had set the Clock to 5:00 alright….5:00PM!!!
I ran the brush through my hair and slapped on some moisturizer as I raced down the stairs. Husband had coffee in the travel mugs and a few biscuits in his hand. We got out the door at 6:20 breathless but miraculously only 5 minutes behind schedule.