Late

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I can count on one hand and have three fingers left over the number of times I was late for church. I can count on one hand and have three fingers left over the number of times I was late when the clocks changed and both times were daylight savings time. I can count on one hand and have three fingers left over that it had nothing to do with daylight savings time. The first time I was late, I was on my computer, writing since I wasn't part of a blogging community yet. I changed the clocks the wrong way. When I looked at the VCR and saw the time, I panicked and rushed out of the house and hurried to church. Fortunately then, I lived a mile from the church and didn't miss more than the first song. Today, I thought I still had a half-hour before I needed to leave. I dawdled. I got up at my usual time, well it would have been usual had it been regular time. I was still up when I needed to be for my medication. I got my shower then worked the notifications. I even played a game of solitaire when I finished and put more pieces in the puzzle behind me before I looked at my watch. It was 8:30. Church starts at 9 and I'm 20 minutes from the church. I still needed to brush my teeth, get my shoes on and get out of here. I was five minutes late, but I didn't miss the first song. Late isn't in my vocabulary. I don't know how people who are always pushing the late button can do it. I'd be stressed all the time and might have a few speeding tickets to boot. I'm usually half an hour early for church or anywhere I need to be. I don't like rushing, though you wouldn't know that if you rode in the passenger seat. I'm always pushing the speed limit. It's a good thing I can go five over and not worry about a ticket. What about you? Are you early or pushing the late button and arriving right when you need to be there? Thanks for reading. The image has nothing to do with the post. It does belong to me.