Setaú úta (setauuta) wrote,
Setaú úta
setauuta

So yesterday, whilst on the bus home, I reached into my bag to discover that I'd left my keys at home. Car and house. When Eric was working unil 6 (which was about the time I was due to get to the park and ride). *headdesk* I had to bus to the mall and wait for Eric to pick me up. It was after 8 by the time we got home.

Today? Ri-damn-diculously bad traffic made me realize that I'd be late (Eric was driving me in), so I reached into my bag to discover that I'd left my cell phone at home. So I couldn't call my supervisor to let her know I'd be late, and thus felt like a total idiot yet again. It was not a good ride in. I was panicking (bad traffic + my own idiocy = very panicked me), Eric was trying to calm me down and drive at the same time...yeah. 'Course, I get here, let my manager know that I'm here, sorry I was late, and her response? "Oh, you're late? Eh, don't worry about it." So a very powerful panic attack for nothing. *headdesk headdesk headdesk*

On the plus side, Eric and I talked out a lot of the stuff needed for my NaNo, so I actually feel pretty good about it this year. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...
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