The pinkie swear didn't come through.
I was up in plenty of time, but got half way to the bus stop and wondered if I turned off the heater.. so I went all the way back and yes it was off. Cool. Back at the bus stop with plenty of time. I go to grab my purse. It's not there. In denial, I root through all the crap in my car. Decision time, go without it or find it. I needed to find it so home I went and there it was on the couch.
Back to the bus stop I was 1/2 minute too late and literally was right behind him the whole way into the city. Which I drove on empty fuel, because I really didn't plan it....
And thank God for my friend who could give me a parking sticker - otherwise it would have cost me $14 just to park.
And I'm pretty sure I'm gonna call in sick in the morning. There is no doubt in my mind i will be unfit for work. I'm just gonna spend the day spoilin' the heck out of that little guy. And taking some pictures. And forgiving myself. Amen.