Sales meeting with a probable new client went fine.
Carpooled to a meeting with my friend Eric.
Blew an exit.
Applied logic and reason to recover, but the city of Bellevue resisted this effort.
Turns out I was given the wrong address, too, so I was pickled.
Nice lunch meeting. Great restaurant. Unfortunately, the gluten free food was not so gluten free, according to the omens.
Thicker traffic on the way back.
The meeting could have been done through email or chat. Could have been productive on three other projects.
Now glum and afflicted with omens.
Will try to make the most of the remainder of the day.