“I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.” So lovely. But if I’m the captain of my soul then someone else is definitely steering that ship. I am a child of the 60s. But of the goody 8 million shoes sit-in-the-front-of-the-class-and-raise-my-hand  variety. And I’m a military brat. So I believe in following instructions 100% of the time, unless I think they are stupid and then I circumvent them while feeling guilty. My political leanings are way left of Teddy Kennedy and I have a go with the flow attitude even though doing so often brings self-destruction.

All of which played out today. Work conference on a topic I believe in passionately. Helping immigrant ESL students succeed beyond my wildest dreams. So far so good vis a vis master of my fate and captain of my soul. Details? Pshaw….they will flawlessly work themselves out. So when my boss asked me if I wanted to attend this conference I said sure…of course…why not…sounds awesome. The details? Ummmm….ah…..AAUUGGHH. Panicked text to my boss this morning. What time should I be there? I got a substitute for work but am I supposed to go to work first? Her reply….”Where are you??”  AAUUGGHH

I thought I had to be there at 8:30 but on review I thought maybe it was 11:30…but if it was 8:30 then I’d be screwed. So I flew out of the house, broke the land speed record, found a parking spot and with my blood pressure at 210/210 I rushed into the building. To then be told “What conference? Are you sure you’re in the right building?” I was. Just 3 hours early.

So back to work then back to the conference. “I am the master of my fate.” Well, that’s for sure.

About Barb Knowles

The things that are important to me are family, friends, teaching, writing, languages and using my sense of humor to navigate this crazy world. Please join me on this blogging adventure...
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