I got up at 4am to go to my Ski Patrol refresher class.
Bad news for me, since I missed the one at my hill at Norway, MI, I now have to go to Minaqua instead.
SO, I drive for over two hours up there, and stop for breakfast at the McDonalds. I will have about an hour and a half to burn since I left early.
As soon as I pull the keys from the egnition I look at my watch. My watch says today is the 5th.
hmmmm.....
The class is on the 6th.
brain starts chugging.....
How did I manage to mess this up?
I did remember saying to myself, 'It wouldn't be on a Sunday. That's just crazy.'
huh... I guess it is crazy then.
Had a breakfast burrito and drove back home... another two hours.
Now, I'm home. It all only took one tank of gas happily... sortof...
anyway...
- Current Mood:
sore
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I swear, every night I go to bed and set my alarm, making sure 3-4 over in my head that i set the alarm right for the next day's correct start time.
That's what I get for not checking my watch earlier and realizing what day it really was.
My neck hurt from driving though... but, eh, it was my fault I had to go twice.