I woke up at 5:30 this morning....
30 minutes later than usual !
I dash out of bed. Put some some clothes on (luckily I had them set out for once !). Clean off and start my car. Come back inside, brush my teeth, and grab my stuff for the day; head out the door.
At this time, it's about 5:45. My shift starts at 6. I not only need to make it there safely (I live about five minutes away.), I need to dig myself out of the driveway. After a few good digs, I take a good look at my snowy neighborhood. My streets are covered and my neighbors across the street are shoveling their driveway. They've been at it for a minute.
I come to the realization I'm already running late. If I half ass this, I'll probably get stuck. So I said "fuck it."
Threw my shovel in the garage. Came into the house. Called into work. Got back into bed with my wife until she went to work.
Sometimes in life, you've sometimes have to admit defeat and say "fuck it".
Today I am in the guilt free pursuit of doing what I want within reason.
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