Low Priority!

I don't have time to tarry this morning! No time to preach nor moan. No time to do more than run a quickie. I can't stop a frown from my face and I have a terrible time stopping some unkind words when anyone tells me they don't have time for this or that or whatever. The problem is a person can prioritize their time in a way that can enable them to do almost anything! If it isn't high enough on the list it is usually erroneously stated as "not having time!"

My problem this morning is the fact that Dory took the liberty to prioritize my list for the day and typing this junky stuff was pretty low on it, due to a scheduled trip to Columbia where she and the insurance company conspired to have some stranger feel and squeeze her up. My offers to do the need, no my plea for the duty, wasn't even given a millisecond of a thought nor was my premature offer to provide a second opinion. I'm just a lowly unpaid chauffeur. Sadly, Dory doesn't sleep soundly enough anymore for a 'pay me' by slipping a feel in on the sly. Anyway, I still have memories of the good old work days when she would come home exhausted and sleep like a baby. The pleasant memories warm me some but they sure come up very short of the heat the real thing creates.

I urge everyone to suck all the happiness possible into every minute of everyday for you never know how soon some of those minutes may become only memories. Only happy memories are worth the space required for storage and most have a very nice soothing medicinal effect when retrieved at an older age, with good sexual memories being a possible exception.

I guess I probably just wore out my welcome.........I need to get on down the road anyway..............Bye