Yesterday was the busiest, go-go-go day I've had in a while.
I had a morning meeting for work over zoom. As soon as that was over, I had to get over to the office, but first, I had to stop by the bike shop to pay the owner for the wheel I bought from him on Sunday.
He wanted to show me some things though, and by the time he was done, I had to hustle as fast as I could to the bus station on my bike, and I just barely made the bus in time.
I rode the bus to work, then had to take care of some work stuff and eat lunch real quick before ceramics class.
Yesterday was the second-to-last day for wet clay before the semester is over, so I was trying to get a lot done. I meant to get out of there by 4:30, but I didn't get out until a little after 5, missing the 5pm bus back home.
So, I was going to wait to catch the 5:30 bus, but it was delayed by 22 minutes.
That was going to ruin my schedule for the evening, because I was already going to have to disembark from the bus partway home to stop by the bar I was at on Saturday -- so I could pick up my hydroflask that I had accidentally left there.
As I sat at the bus stop, I realized that 22 minutes was almost as long as it would take me to ride my bike the 5 miles to the bar. So, I took a gamble that I could beat the bus to the bar if I rode really fast.
I pedaled over there as fast as I could, and when I got there, I was 24 minutes ahead of the bus, and very sweaty.
But that was enough time to sit down and have a beer and a whiskey and cool off before the bus caught up to me.
I did that, stepped outside, rode to the bus stop, and the bus arrived three minutes later.
I rode the bus back to the station, and rode my bike home from there, arriving home 15 minutes before I was supposed to be 20 minutes down the freeway for set build (we're behind schedule and having to work weeknights this week).
I fed the cats, scarfed down a bowl of pasta, grabbed my tools, and drove down to the theater, arriving 13 minutes after I said I would be there.
Then my friend and I hustled on construction, finished a flat, and framed out a second one, and cleaned up in time to be out when the building closed at 10 pm.
I got home at 10:15 pm, took a shower, had a glass of wine, and went to sleep exhausted.
