I hate being late.
Okay, so I do have one rule: "don't be late."
Luckily, my wife Dawna is even more against being late than I am. So, that's good, I guess.
Of late, I've been trying to get one last thing done before we go anywhere. That said, I end up being the last one ready to go, making everyone else late.
Why am I telling you all of this? I have no frikkin' idea, but I do have a headache that is making me lurch over like a hunchback.
My pain relief is definitely late.
- Daniel
