I left the house at 4:30. For the first time, I was late for a reset.
It is what it is.
I’m not going to stop caring, but I have to stop letting this stress me.
Basically, I’m resetting a whole aisle of potato chips today. We do this every year, twice a year. Usually it’s with three people. Today I am alone.
I am following the old patterns. Set 8’, take a break. I can’t let it overwhelm me, I’ve got a lot of other stuff to do in the store, and then I have to go to another store.
Not bad. Four hours and seventeen minutes on the reset. I could have done it in three hours with help. Maybe.
OR help would have slowed me down.
There’s a goal for today. Not just to stay on my feet after the first part of the week.
And done for the day. So tired. It ended at 4:00.
Came home. Browned some hamburger for supper and set up for the festivities later.
She turned seventeen today. It has been quite the journey the last couple of years. I posted to Instagram today about it being one big adventure, and it has.
I never imagined being a father. I can’t remember not being one for the most part. She, her brother, and their mother are my world.
They’re the reason I put in long days when I have to.
It ain’t all sunshine and roses. If life was like that it wouldn’t be worth living.
You wouldn’t recognize the good times.
That’s it. That’s the post.