Training Day # 1

Well, it's over. Day 1 that is. And let me tell you, if driving in tomorrow is ANYTHING like driving in today, I know that someone is out to get me. While driving in, I had to sneak out of work a tad bit early, take the kids to my wife's office, then run home because of a call. On the way home, I hit a rock with my tire. After handling the call, I go out to my car, and I have a flat. Change the tire, take the car to my wife's office and trade for hers (can't drive to First UU Dallas without going on the highway, and those donuts are dangerous at those speeds). I get about 1/3 of the way to the church, and there is an accident. I move 2 miles in about 45 minutes, so I think I miss the dinner, but I don't have time to stop. No way to vent frustration, but to yell at the traffic from behind my windshield. They aren't really doing anything wrong, and I'm not really yelling at any of them, but by the time I get to the church, I am about 10 minutes late for training.

Then I'm fine. I have arrived, and nothing else is going to make me any later. And I didn't miss much. After I got there, the training was great. I am with a smaller group then for my last training, and it is a bit nicer, I think. I know a few of the participants from other district events, and have trained with both of my trainers. And I didn't miss dinner. I don't know why, but dinner is running late, so I got to eat with the entire group.

Of course, I think I'll remember Nathan's coment the most. He suggested I take the train.