Of trains and white pants
Woke up feeling drugged, missed my morning workout (which was supposed to be my new start up since I've been MIA from the gym for almost 2 months now). Spent most of the day roaming around the house unable to get a handle on anything, with a dull headache that wouldn't quit, and a little bit of nausea building up. Couldn't decide if I should go to clinic or not, but as nausea went away and the headache chased away with a couple of tylenol I decided to go.
Due to terrible weather, the train before mine was late. I depend on that train being on time because the people that leave the station make room for me. So I missed my first train because there was literally no place to park (legally). Finally get parking, get downstairs, only to hear the announcer say that the next train had been canceled (someone had a medical emergency on the train so they stopped it one station back). The 3rd train will get me in too late for my first client.
I'm on the phone trying to figure out if I should be calling in late or out, and my cell phone tells me I bettter get whatever I have to say out quickly because it's about to die. Of course it is.
And just as I'm deciding that my clients will have to deal with a substitute for the evening, a train starts to roll into the station, 20 minutes too early to be the 3rd train. The conductor has his head sticking out his little window, so I yell out, "Is this the 5:06?" God bless his heart, he didn't even skip a beat, looked at his watch and yelled back (as he was slowly rolling away), "It's the 5:13 today."
Apparently this train heard the dilemma and was sent to the rescue. Only a few minutes late.
It was still iffy that I was going to make it on time, but I made it, with just enough time to make sure my room was ready for my first client.
Oh, forgot one minor detail. Because I knew I wasn't going to make it in time to change (who wants to wear WHITE pants on the train and walking in the city), I decided to change on the train. Of course this wasn't the usual train with a restroom in every other car, so I did it in my seat. Almost got caught by the conductor too. But hey, what's life with a little risk taking? ; P
Now, I'll attempt some sleep, as it is 2:30 in the morning. I'm not sure anything I've written above is clear, because my vision alone is fuzzy. Can't imagine my brain is doing so much better.
Due to terrible weather, the train before mine was late. I depend on that train being on time because the people that leave the station make room for me. So I missed my first train because there was literally no place to park (legally). Finally get parking, get downstairs, only to hear the announcer say that the next train had been canceled (someone had a medical emergency on the train so they stopped it one station back). The 3rd train will get me in too late for my first client.
I'm on the phone trying to figure out if I should be calling in late or out, and my cell phone tells me I bettter get whatever I have to say out quickly because it's about to die. Of course it is.
And just as I'm deciding that my clients will have to deal with a substitute for the evening, a train starts to roll into the station, 20 minutes too early to be the 3rd train. The conductor has his head sticking out his little window, so I yell out, "Is this the 5:06?" God bless his heart, he didn't even skip a beat, looked at his watch and yelled back (as he was slowly rolling away), "It's the 5:13 today."
Apparently this train heard the dilemma and was sent to the rescue. Only a few minutes late.
It was still iffy that I was going to make it on time, but I made it, with just enough time to make sure my room was ready for my first client.
Oh, forgot one minor detail. Because I knew I wasn't going to make it in time to change (who wants to wear WHITE pants on the train and walking in the city), I decided to change on the train. Of course this wasn't the usual train with a restroom in every other car, so I did it in my seat. Almost got caught by the conductor too. But hey, what's life with a little risk taking? ; P
Now, I'll attempt some sleep, as it is 2:30 in the morning. I'm not sure anything I've written above is clear, because my vision alone is fuzzy. Can't imagine my brain is doing so much better.