Late for Work

I spent a typical weekend -- shopping, doing stuff around the house, talking to friends and family. Yesterday I played softball for the first time in three years. Was thoroughly exhausted by the time I went to bed. So, of course, I overslept.

This morning, I was late to work.

And as I rushed through my morning routine, trying to get my act together and my hair under control, I realized something.

Five years ago today, I was late to work.