It was brutal at work yesterday…
Rain and a bunch of packages that weren’t designed (or boxed) to fit in a Jeep Cherokee…too long a route….too many dirt roads…too many steep dirt roads…too long a route…TOO LITTLE TIME….
I’m a whiner…but…I don’t like a day that starts off frantic and maintains frantic-ness until it culminates in a mad (and, somehow, even more frantic) dash to the finish line where I’m just barely making it back to the truck with my outgoing mail.
That’s not a way to live.
Pushing down the frantic so I can cope with the day takes a lot of energy, too.
Pushing down the temptation to panic and really blow a gasket takes a lot of energy.
I wish that I had a long river to skate away on most of these busy days.
I don’t know if they make rivers long enough, though.
How far could I go?
This is a really nice cover…one of the nicest.
(River…cover by Sierra Eagleson.)