Morning Math Failed Me

Woops. I realized as I was walking down Monroe at a semi-leisurely pace that I was almost on time...for 9 a.m. I start now at 8:30 a.m. In my morning haze of hitting the snooze and trying to figure out how much time I have, I was estimating for 9:00 arrival. How do you prevent something like your brain just not working? Then, I got caught too. I thought he was going to be on vacation this week, but it's next week. I explained what happened, and I think it's okay. Dummie. Dumb me. I'm starving. If anyone reads this, have a nice day.