I’m comfortable being late.  But today,  I really made an effort to be more on time.

How did I do?

I met my buddies at 7:30 am on time, I got to the gym less late then usual (10:12 vs. 10:20) got to visit a friend on time (11:30) got to an appointment on time(1:40), then picked up a friend (3:45), took her to another friend’s house (4:00), and drove to SF for The Power of One at the Palace of Fine Arts (5:30) all on time.

So, a good day.  but I’ll tell you, I was not comfortable being on time.  I think when I’m late, and people are waiting for me, it makes me feel important. I love to make an entrance.  But being on time is true respect for yourself, and others.

I’m working on it.