It's been a grueling week and a day since my last
I confess the obvious.... I'm a day late.
I'm on vacation - day three now but it hardly seems like
it. I confess that I traveled 1,354
miles more or less to arrive at my destination (Phoenix) yesterday and I am
wiped out. I feel as if I could have flapped my arms to get here rather than by
jet. Some of that is because my last week at the office was an intense one
trying the leave less on the burner for others to deal with and make my return less stressful as well. I confess the latter never seems to work.
The flight on Southwest wasn't too bad. Only a little turbulence in the early going and I expected it given the turbulent weather in the Midwest these past few days. I haven't flown in a while and I generally enjoy it. When I fly I confess I'm a window hog.
I took a brief swim this morning and it did loosen up the stiff mussels. I confess I really am going to need a nap today. I do have some quiet time available for writing and I intend to make use of it.
We are here for my daughter's wedding and I confess that that I am both excited and anxious about it. I'm very happy for her and I want her wedding day to come off perfect. I confess I'm not sure what that would look like, but I have ideas about what it might not look like. I realized they rarely are picture perfect but I want her memories of it the be good ones. Happy ones. Lots of friends and good time.
I confess I love the scenery in Arizona but hate the heat. How people live here I cannot imagine.
I confess I had diet coke withdrawal earlier but I'm halfway through a 44 oz and doing better now.
My prayers have continued to flow for the people in Moore, Oklahoma. I can only imagine how hard it must be for those homeless there now not to mention families that have lost loved ones.
This morning my cell rang and it was our disposal company with a message that trash pickup next week would be pushed back a day due to the memorial day holiday. Even during vacation, life goes on.