weekend

Strangely disjointed: pixel12's father's birthday party, then sinks and taps, then lake, then A&A's wedding shower, then dinner with aunt and uncle and friends, then bus down from Bradford, then FIVE-HOUR TORONTO TREK MEETING,* then pub, then Fantastic Four. Packed, no coherent theme. At least I got to swim.

*I was feeling all guilty about being 15 minutes late until I got there and there were 4 other people present. Which kind of annoyed me, 'cause the meeting was at noon and I was on a bus at 10 a.m. to be there. Oops. Apparently I was 40 minutes early -- had it confused with something else I might have been doing that day. That explains a lot.

note to self:

Self, good job printing out the meeting agenda with the address on it. Next time, do us a favour and note the time as well, OK?

I am no longer peeved about the wait, and it didn't really change my day -- I could only get the one bus from Bradford anyway, and all I would've done differently would be to read in a coffee shop while I waited instead of the meeting room. Changes my whole perspective on things. *facepalm*

I can explain though: had I NOT been at the meeting I would have been doing this, which started at noon. Clearly the time got stuck in my head.

*sigh*

And at least I got to swim...