I ended up driving into work this morning. Third day in a row.
Driving Tuesday can probably be forgiven. It was after 2 by the time the roofer dudes left, and I had work stuff I needed to get done.
Yesterday, I was just weak. I walked to the end of my driveway, trudging through shin-deep snow with the cold wind and just knew that it wasn’t going to be a fun walk. Most people wouldn’t have cleared their sidewalks by that point. It would just be exhausting and cold and awful. And besides, I wanted to get home after work so I could get on with my evening. And in the end, that was entirely worth the karmic debt.
Today I have a slightly better excuse: I have to get to the dentist. My appointment’s in an hour and a half. Still, a three day break in my otherwise unbroken streak… It doesn’t make me happy. I’ve been liking walking to work every day, even in the bone-chilling cold.
I won’t be walking to work tomorrow, either. I’ll be driving to Toronto in the morning and then off to Ottawa in the evening. That will be a fun adventure in itself.