For the first time in the year that I have worked out downtown near my office (which is about 35 miles from my house), I FORGOT my work clothes. And the President of the ENTIRE company is coming to tour the office today. So I had to turn around, drive back to my house, get dressed there, get back in my car, fight traffic (which I usually miss by going to the gym so early) and show up to work late. Good morning!

On the bright side? Got my haircut last night and it looks fabulous. I HAVE to buy myself a flatiron. It is a miracle tool.