… realize I forgot something at home when I’m already on my way.
Sometimes it’s my rings or sunglasses (I’ve actually turned around and gone back for those), other times it’s a book I wanted to read on the flight, and other times it’s an essential that I happened to take out of my travel kit at the last minute (like deodorant). Don’t you hate it when that happens?
My father would say “that’s a symptom to a lack of process.” Helpful, huh?
What’s most frustrating of all is the fact that these inconveniences can’t be blamed on others: they are 100% self-inflicted. And we keep doing them over and over and over!
What other thing do you tend to do to yourself that you hate it when you do? After missing the train this morning (TWICE), my husband’s answer would probably be “oversleeping.” [shaking head] When will we learn?
ina
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