I can’t help it.
I’m a planner. I like — I need — to know what I am doing before it happens.
I’m never late for important scheduled events. If I’m meeting friends for coffee or happy hour and am even five minutes behind schedule, I will text and tell them. (I’m just courteous — or neurotic — like that).
So, today when I did not one but two things that caught me “living life on the edge,” I just blamed them on post Hood to Coast recovery.
(Yes, I will get to my race recap post soon enough …)
Today I …
Did not pay the full amount of money on my parking meter. I paid until 5:38 p.m. but the meter goes until 6 p.m. in the part of downtown that I parked my car. I didn’t have any more change! (Livin’ on the edge move # 1).
Did not fill up my gas tank until the gas light when on! If anyone knows me well, they know that I do not even let my gas meter go any less than a quarter tank because it starts freaking me out. What if I can’t make it home? What if I get stuck on the freeway? What if I really do run out of gas? Having that little gas pump symbol light up on my dash is a once-a-year type occurrence for me. (Livin’ on the edge move #2).
Tomorrow, I start living like I normally do. In an orderly, organized, well-planned-out manner.