Today, though, I was on Mama Time.
Which is twenty minutes earlier than Eastern. Which left my husband rather confused because, see, it was 10AM in the rest of the East Coast, and I'm acting like it's 9:40, and not hurrying to go to pa-kua. I finally realize this at 10:10, at a point when I'd get to go to half the class, if that.
I called and I'm going tonight instead, and I'm back on Eastern time. But I got angry enough to punch the wall at my own sheer stupidity. There are clocks everywhere, but I only looked at my watch.
And my first full class as a yellow belt, to boot. *sigh*
In other news: the speech went well. It wasn't as long as the other presenters' but that's not a bad thing, and my boss loved it. I was nervous before, and shaking like a leaf afterwards. I'm one of those people who panic after the fact, you see. I was okay during, and that's what counts