This morning at 7:35, as I was about to get into my car to leave for work and running late, I got a call from my husband.
Husband said, "What time do you have to be at work?"
I say, "I am supposed to be there at 8, but I am running late."
"No, what time do you HAVE to be there."
"I have a class at 8:35, why?"
"I have the car keys in my pocket...."
So, my husband had accidentally taken the car keys to both cars leaving me stranded at home. I immediately started making phone calls to try to get a ride into school. I was finally able to find the older sister of a student (who belongs to my Shul, whose mom went to Israel with me) to pick me up.
I walked into the building and headed to our security desk to ask for a key to get into my classroom. The guard asked to hold my car keys until I returned the classroom key. So, I left my driver's license instead, after having to explain why I didn't have car keys.
My class is starting to gather around the door to my room, waiting for me. And that is how my longest day at work started. Tuesdays are my long days at work with me teaching from 8:35-4:10 with one "break" at 9:40. Today was not a day to run late. Today was not a day to come to work with out a car, since I meet the family at dance class. Today was not the day to add more stress and anxiety.
So, I didn't.
After I knew I had a ride, I let it go. I knew I would be at work and that my day would continue. Maybe, I just needed to realize that this might be good also. Maybe there was a reason this happened. I try to do this often like when I am stuck in traffic. Instead of getting annoyed, I try to think that there are worse things than being stuck in traffic.
Lessons from today's misadventures include: letting go of the things I can't control, remembering that we are all human and make mistakes (didn't even get frustrated with Husband-Yay me!), learning that Husband will be teaching our teenagers to drive (I prayed a lot on the drive in), and that even this is good.
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