Home Again

Actually I came home on Thursday night and left Saturday morning to take my folks on a tour of the fall foliage and to meet my brother in Arkansas.  My brother doesn't live in Arkansas, he's working there for now-and we met in Ft. Smith.

In the past week I have raced dogs, moved couches, backed up giant moving vans down curving driveways, took a shit in the woods, eaten world renowned burgers, talked about dreams and life with my parents and watched a lot of spooky old movies.  It's been a good week.

Geeking out

I am in a seedy motel charging batteries on cameras, setting up iPad and drinking coffee. I have three dogs with me. Tonight we go to Austin to help a friend move, the past weekend was a flyable tourney,

I am liven the dream....my dream.

I wonder about me sometimes....

Random crap from my phone.

Random things

I have been on turtle rescue, dog search and find, business junkets, vet visits, legal missions-all since waking up Tuesday morning after driving home most of the night Monday.  It's been one strange week.

Ok-it's not THAT strange-except that range of life experiences has been unusually broad, even for me.  I actually delayed legal research to go drop off the turtle in a safe location.  The legal crap got handled AND the turtle got saved.  For me-BOTH were equally important.

I think that illustrates something about me that many people just don't get, and it's nothing I can explain.  They were both equally important-that's the best explanation I can give.  I can go as far as to recognize other people would have different priorities-I just can't always buy into those alternate priority lists.

I got to revisit a bit of how corporate America thinks and runs this week-and I still don't care much for it.  I got to contemplate what is legal vs. what is moral-and how the two are often not the same thing.

Sometimes people are like turtles-basking in the road, oblivious to the dangers all around.  I think both deserve to be saved.  That's how I roll.

Home Again

Texas trip was awesome.  Good friends, good food, a wedding and no funerals.  Lots of road time.  Naps on the road in truckstops-side trips-all the stuff I love and more!

Came home to a few wrinkles that developed while I was away-but hit them hard and worked it out.  My life is so strange-in one day I saved a turtle from himself (basking in the sun) and saved my father from himself (didn't set up a business structure quite right).  It's all good now-and it's all important stuff-businesses, turtles, dads.

I'm still wiped out-but in a good way.  Face hurts from laughing-big deep belly laughs.  Some tears and real hugs too.

Oh, and we had an earthquake this morning but I didn't feel it-guess I didn't have enough coffee in me .  Go figure.

Just checking in

I've had some wins, some losses and so it goes.  I'd like to think I am holding my own and making a little progress-but at times I can't be sure.  Eh-that's life, isn't it?

I'm very much in a one foot in front of the other phase-no grand plans.  I like plans-I really do-but I can't seem to form one at that moment that I can have any faith in at all.  So I am just doing what I can when I can and we'll see how that works.  I think it's far better than doing nothing at all.

In an effort to keep moving-I do move on.  If I can make a decision-I save it for later-BUT I move on to something else.  Cause there is always something else.  I call it creative procrastination.  It sounds fancy, doesn't it?


My head just can't deal with a lot of absolutes and etched in stone things right now.  So, I look at the current crop of possibilities-pick one that looks promising or interesting-and just keep moving-one foot in front of the other.  I'll let you know how that works.