Today was busy. Not just your regular garden-variety busy, but the kind of busy where you are timing how long it will take to put away the frozen stuff from the grocery store because you are already late to your next meeting and you have to choose whether to take 20 seconds to pee or to change your shoes that are giving you blisters.
I got so flustered this afternoon that I goofed and took the car to a meeting when John needed it to get to class. And then his cell phone broke. And then my cellphone starting ringing like crazy in the middle of my meeting when he got home and found no car. ACK!
So…what I’m trying to say, John, is that I’m sorry. And I hope you made it to class on time even though you got a late start.