how did i do it?

i feel awful, and wasn't feeling good most of today - most of the week, really. i've mentioned that already.

what i'm REALLY not feeling good about is having missed my flight. it's the only thing worse than running to catch a flight - running to discover that it's closed. and the only way to get to my destination involves waiting until tomorrow.

yes, it was entirely my fault. even my mother's insanely brilliant driving through crazy traffic couldn't save me - i thought i was ready and it took twenty minutes instead of two to finally walk out the door.

so i'm beating myself up about it, feeling sick, and now off to a friday night dinner that i was conveniently avoiding.

so much for leaving on a high note.