My "terrible, horrible, no good, very bad" morning

I sit on a teacher assistance committee at school. On Monday I forgot about our weekly meeting (which I missed the two weeks prior b/c of PT). This morning I volunteered to meet with our committee head and a teacher who needed strategy help with a certain student. The meeting was at 8am so I figured I would leave by 7:15a and be okay.

I just got to work (at 8:37a).

Sometime last night we lost power. Brian woke up to blinking numbers and reset the clock, but was an hour short. I woke up at 6:52am, although the clock said it was 5:52a. I rushed through a shower and was in my car at 7:21a. Not too shabby, maybe I would be a few minutes late; they probably wouldn't start right at 8a anyway. Then it took me one hour and fifteen minutes to get to work. Seventy-five minutes. I work 18 miles from our house. If I'm doing my math right, that means I averaged about 4 miles an hour this morning.

I briefly checked email before signing on here and two emails from friends nearly brought me to tears. I feel like this year at work has been one thing after another. I feel like even when I have the best of intentions and plans, I end up letting people down. And those of you who know me well know that the thing I worry about the most is letting people down. I hate that feeling more than just about anything else. And this year has been chock-full of that feeling at work. This morning is just one more example.

So I haven't eaten breakfast, my back is a total wreck (from all the sitting in the car), I missed the meeting and I'm all stressed out about it. I guess the "glass half-full" perspective could be that the worst is over for the day. I'll try to keep that in mind as I try to shake this off and move on with my day. Happy hump day, all.