Well, yesterday was another twelve plus hour work day. I don't mind the work. I've discovered that I'm actually something of a work-a-holic. When I have days off where I don't do anything at all, my nerves really get raw by end of the day. It's crazy. As a day off approaches, I'll keep telling my wife, I don't want to do a thing all day long. Then if I try that I get in the worst mood! I have to do something! That's not a bad thing. I'm not lazy. That's good, right? I need to remember how to relax, though.
My weight is up again, and with my back and ankle problems, these long days are getting to me a bit more than they used to. Plus I turned thirty-four last week. Old, right? Not really. I'd say I feel old, but how would I know how that feels. I take each birthday as a great blessing. Turniong thirty four means I didn't die at thirty three! I'm thirty four, I've been married to my dream girl for nearly twelve years. I have these two amazing daughters who are eight and three. I have been blessed to work for God as a minister for over ten years. I have some great friends. All in all, I'd say I'm pretty blessed. Everything has not happened like I thought it would, but it has happened right, I think. God is good to us. He gets better all the time!
So anyway, there is a winter storm "event" going on here. That's what the weather man calls it. An event. Some ice, some snow, some freezing rain. Don't even ask me what the difference is between ice and freezing rain. Once it hits the ground, I think it's pretty much the same. I'm gonna get out in my big 4x4 later and slide around. But don't be fooled. The thing can climb our hill fine, but on the main roads at thirty or fourty miles per hour, the black ice doesn't care how many wheels you have. But at least I know I won't get stuck!
My weight is up again, and with my back and ankle problems, these long days are getting to me a bit more than they used to. Plus I turned thirty-four last week. Old, right? Not really. I'd say I feel old, but how would I know how that feels. I take each birthday as a great blessing. Turniong thirty four means I didn't die at thirty three! I'm thirty four, I've been married to my dream girl for nearly twelve years. I have these two amazing daughters who are eight and three. I have been blessed to work for God as a minister for over ten years. I have some great friends. All in all, I'd say I'm pretty blessed. Everything has not happened like I thought it would, but it has happened right, I think. God is good to us. He gets better all the time!
So anyway, there is a winter storm "event" going on here. That's what the weather man calls it. An event. Some ice, some snow, some freezing rain. Don't even ask me what the difference is between ice and freezing rain. Once it hits the ground, I think it's pretty much the same. I'm gonna get out in my big 4x4 later and slide around. But don't be fooled. The thing can climb our hill fine, but on the main roads at thirty or fourty miles per hour, the black ice doesn't care how many wheels you have. But at least I know I won't get stuck!
2 comments:
Happy Birthday... a bit late. 34, hu? I turned 31 this year and hate to admit that I feel old some days. At least you're a few years ahead of me and can give me a heads up on what's coming. ;-) I hope you have a GREAT year!
What's coming...oh, you don't want to know!hahahah
You have been kinder to yourself physically than I have, I'm sure, so you probably won't fall apart in the next three years. Some days I think to myself "Man, estep, you're pretty beat up. What's 50 going to be like?!?!"
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