In a never ending attempt to maintain my youthful spirit, I remind myself to go outside and ride my bike.
This Texas girl is gracious for Texas winter days and 71 degree weather. This thirty-something year old gal enjoyed every moment of that thirty-something mile bike ride. For the next 1.25 years, I will remind myself that I am still a thirty-something year old.
The road passes under me and eighteen-wheelers honk their horns, and it is in these realizations where I wonder where the next year will take me. Just this morning we spoke about the possibility of bankruptcy, but a few hours later spoke of a new account that would push us into capacity and staffing issues. There are days that I think I will move my desk out of me and da misters shared office. If I did that, I would not be able to get on the da misters nerves enough so he can release me off to an afternoon of bike riding.
We have spent an eleven day stretch in CS and I caught myself saying, “I want to go home”. Then I remembered that home is where da mister is. We could be in SA or CS and I always feel like I am home when da mister is here.
When I am out riding, I miss my mom.
On the road, I get excited about da boyz calling my new parents, “Grand Dad” and "Nina".
Behind each mile…
I am happy, happy, happy.