Today I woke up 8:20 and need to be at work by 9. That used to throw me into a rage. Today I was just like "oh, well."
Then there was no water in my building.
The dog needed to be walked. She performed well, and there was a garbage very near to where she went.
I was on the train by 8:55. Funny enough, no one else was. I take the Mexico City metro 11 stops to Viveros, then exit and get on a bus that takes me about half a kilometer, through a park from one avenue to the next.
I get on the bus that's waiting to fill up so that I can sit in the back. It usually means waiting an extra 8 minutes or so.
I arrived but 25 minutes late for work, but after all, this is Mexico. So that's nearly on time.
