Summer vacation. School let out last week. We are on the 10th day of summer break and I woke this morning with the realization we have a full 84 consecutive days remaining before this escapade of ours is over.
This morning, I felt as dreary as the weather. I’d like to blame my mood on the rain, but that wouldn’t be right. As I pulled off my wet socks, it dawned on me.
It’s really more about puddles.
Rain falls from the sky. Water settles
I’ve been on the job for more than 21 years, without a day off for longevity, illness, endurance or good behavior. I’m not complaining. I wouldn’t want a day off. Not a whole day, anyway. Although I do appreciate 10 minutes under a hot shower within the solitary confines of my bathroom each morning.
It was a party 14 years in the making. Attendees included nine moms who met when our kids were in preschool. Now, we came together to anticipate and celebrate those same preschoolers’ high school graduations.
I used to be afraid.
I feared many things: snakes, spiders, (lions, tigers and bears), the dark, being alone, writing, people not liking me, war, a car wreck, strangers, the monster under my bed and bad things happening to good people — to name just a few.
We’ve had an on-again, off-again relationship for more than a decade. I guess if I’m going to come clean, I shoulder most of the responsibility for the spotty patches. Relationships require a certain amount of effort; I wasn’t consistent about the maintenance needed to keep things running smoothly.
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