This morning I left my house at 7:15…

…an hour and forty five minutesumpteen iPod songs,several phone calls, and hundreds of starts and stops later (including one little detour to Starbucks – I deserved it after sitting in traffic!) I made it to work.  Whew! 

P.S.  It usually takes me 40 minutes tops.

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About cakboliv

Born in Cochabamba, Bolivia to wonderful missionary parents, Howard and Maxine Morarie. Grew up in Bolivia, both in a remote jungle village

3 responses »

  1. mandee says:

    I left my house early to arrive by 7:45. I was about an hour late. It gave me some time to think, though. I guess that was a blessing 🙂

  2. Jeanie says:

    it’s the apocolypse

  3. Duke says:

    Mandee says above that she had time to think. I would love to know just what goes through peoples heads at times like this – you may bet their thoughts are of a total mixture. It ain`t so bad having to wait for a flight to your dream holiday destination – but having to wait and honk your horn just to get to work – has me believe their is a lot of cussing going on.

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