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The days after re-setting to normal MET are some of my favourites in the year, awakening to glorious bright autumn instead of freezing dark again. These mornings have become so rare since daylight saving time steals them from April and October, making spring and autumn miserable.
I woke up this morning very happy about sunshine, mild weather, and being able to ride my motor scooter to work... and then it dawned on me that I had accidentally stuffed the day with three appointments (in addition to work) in the most impossible order, meaning I had to drive about 80 kilometres today and the first thing I had scheduled was an appointment at the dentist. After which I would not be able to drive at all. Oh, right. That's why I planned on home office for today. I didn't remember on Friday, so I had not brought my work laptop home.
Instead, I moved the dentist appointment, was in office on time and with a clear head to do the fiddly stuff with the database that needed to be done by noon, left in time for the appointment with the tax advisor, found that I was half an hour too early (my handwriting is a disaster), had coffee and cake, did the tax stuff, had another (very good) coffee, rode another 20 km to my piano lesson through a grey mild evening, and was finally home at half past seven. Everything worked out perfectly, I had lots of coffee (and fun, and wind in my face, and light rain that I was perfectly dressed for), and now Tullamore the Tabby-cat is snoring/purring beside me, and I'm reading fix-it/comfort fanfic.
I feel chaos and I got along just fine today.
I woke up this morning very happy about sunshine, mild weather, and being able to ride my motor scooter to work... and then it dawned on me that I had accidentally stuffed the day with three appointments (in addition to work) in the most impossible order, meaning I had to drive about 80 kilometres today and the first thing I had scheduled was an appointment at the dentist. After which I would not be able to drive at all. Oh, right. That's why I planned on home office for today. I didn't remember on Friday, so I had not brought my work laptop home.
Instead, I moved the dentist appointment, was in office on time and with a clear head to do the fiddly stuff with the database that needed to be done by noon, left in time for the appointment with the tax advisor, found that I was half an hour too early (my handwriting is a disaster), had coffee and cake, did the tax stuff, had another (very good) coffee, rode another 20 km to my piano lesson through a grey mild evening, and was finally home at half past seven. Everything worked out perfectly, I had lots of coffee (and fun, and wind in my face, and light rain that I was perfectly dressed for), and now Tullamore the Tabby-cat is snoring/purring beside me, and I'm reading fix-it/comfort fanfic.
I feel chaos and I got along just fine today.
