So for the first time, I missed a work appointment yesterday. Gah! I hate when things like that happen, and I always feel terrible. This one was especially bad because it was one of my advisers from college--I'm speaking at her class next Monday, and she wanted to meet yesterday to chat. So I feel badly that I missed a work appointment, AND I feel badly that I missed an appointment with one of my favorite college professors. I wrote her an email early this morning to tell her that I had been battling with a migraine all weekend, laid down to take a nap on Monday, and slept through my alarm.
And actually, I missed TWO appointments yesterday. I was also supposed to drop something off to Kaitlin to include in her care package to Jesse. I feel really bad about that as well.
I know that these things happen sometimes and that people miss appointments, but it doesn't happen to ME. It's a HUGE anomaly. I pride myself on the fact that if I say I'll be somewhere, I'll be there. And I hate that I wasn't.