Story of my life.
|Oh Crap I'm Late Again Clock|
As I got older and functioned on my own time, I got to be less late. But still late just the same. I usually made it within the first five minutes of something, and even sometimes right on time. I never did manage to say I was actually early for something.
|Rum Point, Grand Cayman|
But we continued at our normal pace. Always late. In fact, hubby has even taken it to the next level. His 'give me a minute' is actually at least ten. If our departure time is in thirty minutes, that is when he starts to get ready to go, and not a minute before.
I can live with that. I have even gotten better at arriving somewhere on time, usually I am alone when this happens and it doesn't happen that often. I am back to five to ten minutes late. With hubby, that time goes to fifteen to thirty minutes, but who's counting. (okay, I count and sometimes that extra ten to 20 minutes drives me crazy....)
As you have noticed, I have been late in posting my blog as well. Sadly my lateness has carried over into my blogging. I guess it was inevitable. Perhaps it took longer that it should have, but now I am at that spot ~ Late again.
I think it is just part of who we are. We are either early, right on time, or we are taking our sweet time and showing up when we are darn ready.
What category do you fit in?
|I'm on Island Time tee|
Hopefully you all can change your inner clocks to island time for this little jellyfish. (me)
First because then this post won't really be late, it will be right on time.
And second, because it really doesn't matter whether you are early, on time, or late.
What matters is that you showed up.