Is it so wrong...

Windy day! Tower of the Americas, 2006
to schedule a 2pm meeting with a business not far from where I live, knowing the meeting won't take more than an hour, at which point I can drive straight home and have 2 extra hours in my day to do whatever I want? I did that today.

How I spent those 2 hours: ate brownie bites, "hand" dusted (too lazy to get the rag and spray), shredded some mail, sent a bunch of emails,  stared at the Jehovah Witnesses through the peephole, fed the cat and dog their dinner, let the cat chase the mouse pointer on the computer screen, sent texts to my boss about the meeting, sent texts to my hubby about the wind. Best use of my time? You decide.