Begging for forgiveness

Dear treadmill,

Don't hate me. I'm not avoiding you. I've just been busy. I know, I know. That's not really an excuse. Nothing has happened in the last week that's caused me to become more busy than usual. I'm still working one job. Sure, I had a dentist appointment. But that's no excuse.

The problem is my schedule. It's out of whack. Remember how I normally come and visit you at night? Around 5:30 or so after I get done with a long day at the office? And our time together is a way to help me unwind. Well I can't make those evening meetings this week since I'm working this funky night schedule. One where I get into the office around 1 p.m. and don't leave until it's pitch black and cold outside 10 hours later.

Sure I could come in the morning, but when I stare at the ceiling until the wee hours of the morning, it's hard to force myself to get up super early. By the time I roll out of bed I have just enough time to get ready for work and it's time to do it all over again.

This crazy work week schedule is almost over. One more day. And since tomorrow is an even more messed up schedule, I'm going to try to sneak in a visit.

But don't hate me if I don't show up. Because once Friday arrives I hope to get back into the normal routine. And I hope you won't hate me. Because I'd really like it if we could still be friends.

Sincerely,
The Badger who's gone AWOL

P.S. And treadmill? It's not just you. The bike and the pool are feeling just as neglected. And the weights? They think it was a one week fling.