In a rush to get campus, I left my phone charging on the counter yesterday. There was no time to turn back. It was either return home to get my phone or a make sure I found a parking space. (More about @uoparking here).
Such is the nature of week 8. It’s dark. I’m still coughing after three weeks and I forgot my phone.
Behind the wheel and stuck at a light on 18th, I started to catastrophize. What if someone really important called me? What if I was getting a text from my kid’s school? How would I sort out dinner plans with my husband? My screen could be blowing up with urgent information and I wasn’t there to see it.
By the time I reached campus, I’d made a decision to roll with it. I would be more Zen. I would find more time to connect in person…
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