Dropping the Ball...
01/01/2010
No one will ever mistake me for a “Night Owl,” I am just not a late night person. I suppose being an early bird might have something to do with my inability to stay alert much past 10pm. It just doesn’t work for me, though last night I did make it almost to 11pm before I drug my half asleep, groggy body to the bed. Not so for my wife. I don’t know what time she came to bed, she had to watch The Ball drop, but she did give me a kiss and wish me a Happy New Year, I think. At least I kind of remember her doing so, or maybe I dreamt it as I slept through the birth of the New Year. I did almost make it to six o’clock this morning. The bed and I parted company at 5:43 as The Nancy lightly snored away in a very deep sleep.
I thought of my self as a responsible citizen last night, though some might call me an old fart, because I was at home safe and sound by 9:30. The weather here was sketchy with snow flurries and freeing conditions as the temperature dropped below the freezing mark, so after a nice dinner we took the high road and headed for cover. I did not want to be out too late for a couple of reasons. Firstly, after midnight on New Year’s Eve is when the nuts come out, you know, the irresponsible citizenry, those maybe having had a few too many celebratory liquids. The other reason and more importantly, this morning we are loading up the car with the last of the Christmas presents and going to Richmond to visit with the two youngest grandchildren.
We must get the road so we can be in Richmond no later than 1pm so The Nancy is able to see the Kickoff of the Gator Bowl – West Virginia University versus Florida State University. West Virginia football is her life, next to me, that is, maybe?
It is January 1, 2010. Today we begin a new year and a new decade. We all have the chance to dedicate ourselves to be in service to others and to ourselves. We can resolve to always do our best; to never make assumptions; to not take things personally; and to be impeccable with our word. Those wise words taken from the book the “Four Agreements” and I highly recommend you read it and practice them.
Daylight is beginning to creep into the picture now. I have to quit this and go drag The Nancy out of the bed. It is one of the hardest things I have ever had to do. Waking her is sort of like walking into a den of lions, and my name is David, not Daniel. Wish me luck?
And that is all I have to say about that…