Sampling dishes and diners in and around Miami County
After a particularly annoying and mundane day, I was feeling pretty down, sorry for myself, and searching for both a new place to eat and excuses for my own actions.
Anyone who knows me knows that I have a completely preventable and annoying habit of being late. Today, I was fifteen minutes late for work, fifteen minutes late to a commitment, and thus early to dinner with friends. I could say that I was late for work because of the cold, or that I was late to my commitment because I couldn’t find parking in Downtown Dayton. However, I wasn’t. I usually get away with being late, and it’s a quirk, but today’s events really led me to rethink my decision making. Oftentimes, I could be somewhere on time, and I just linger and let the anticipation build as I stare off into space. I think that it’s because the longer I wait to do something or go somewhere, the more exciting it feels when I have to rush. Either way, I was late to a small event, and when I made it, all the chairs were taken, people were focused, and I cowered out and left. However, I had dinner plans at a funky place in Dayton that were also canceled, and I was starting to realize that I had driven all that way (20 minutes) just to self-sabotage…