Dear Reader:
I confess I’m slipping into the confessional late for
Confession Tuesday. I see you are already aware I am tardy. In my own defense I
was at a poetry group meeting last night.
We did an impromptu write – pulling our prompt from a box
passed around. I prompt was to write about my favorite trip or vacation during
my teen years. I confess this was really hard because as I thought about it,
the most remarkable thing about vacations as a teenager was that they were
unremarkable. I got something down on paper but honestly I had to really lower
my standards to choose a favorite.
Arriving home last night my wife had not eaten yet. I went
out to get us fast food. Later, we were watching TV just before turning in and
my daughter who had just come home came in to say good night. My wife asked if
anyone had any chocolate for her. I confess that she has been dropping not too
settle hints for several days she is craving chocolate and I confess that I’ve
been neglectful in appropriately delivering on the chocolate hints. Note to
self, don’t home without chocolate tonight!
I confess my body is still rejecting the time change from
the weekend. Maybe I’ll get it together by this weekend.
I confess that I've been trying to hold out the past two
days from making a call to my chiropractor to see if she could work me in on an
emergent basis. I have my regular appointment tonight for adjustment and
trigger-points. I see the light in the tunnel.
I confess that I have so many apps on my phone that if I
were ever to get stranded in the woods someplace I’d have to immediately dump
all my apps to conserve battery until I could be located.
I confess I have no idea why I was even thinking about the
possibility of being lost or stranded someplace.
Amen~
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