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I Wanted to Crawl Into a Hole

One thing I know I inherited from my mother is my non-procrastination. I do not like to put things off. I always had my homework done on time. I finish my chores right away so I can spend the rest of the day how I want to. I don't like to let papers pile up and not be graded. Students have commented on my quick turnover of paper and tests. It is a good thing, until you get to that one point in time where you do let them pile up and then the students get crabby because you are taking too long. That drives me nuts especially when I know other teachers have stuff from way further back that they have to grade yet.

Another non-procrastination thing, I think, is that I do not like to be late. I always allow myself plenty of time. I would rather be early then late.

Well, today I was late.

To the professional workshop class I am taking.

It takes about an hour and fifteen minutes to get to where I was taking my class. I had it in my head that it started at 8:30 am. So, I woke up at 6:30 am and was on the road by 7:05. Plenty of time, right?

I arrived, went right to my room and saw nine other women in small groups. I walk in thinking they are just about ready to start.

The professor greeted me nicely, got me in a group and that is when I started to realize that class had already started.

I felt horrible. I really wanted to hide under the desk. I was late? I am never late.

But I was today. Once the lecture and real meat of the class began and I had my notes out, I looked at some of my letters about the course. Sure enough. "This class meets from "8:00 am-4:30 pm." What? Where did I get 8:30 in my head. I really arrived late.

I apologized to the professor when we took our morning break. She was really nice about it, so I am pretty sure it is okay.

I can guarantee you that, unless something unforeseen goes wrong, I will be very on time for class tomorrow.


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