Choices

I was standing in my yoga outfit at the office, waiting for the cab to pick me up. Steve had a meeting scheduled ... it had gotten out early and he had called to say he could pick me up after all to take me to yoga. I said, I've already scheduled the cab so let's keep it - I hated to turn the cab driver away if he was counting on this fare (not again as you read further). He is one I call upon often and in five years he has always been on time. So, I continue to chat with one of my colleagues - she offered to take me to yoga - I said thanks but cab should be coming. She asked me about different ways I got places: Steve, cabs, friends, paid drivers, the bus, walking are some of my choices of transport. Wow - that is lots of choices when you look at it that way! Independence is being in charge of one's own choices. Then, I realized that the cab was late ... called him and he had totally forgotten! So by the time he came to pick me up (he was closer in proximity than calling Steve to come at the last minute)it was too late for yoga! My shoulder is a little sore, so its probably good to have another day off of yoga after all.