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Thursday, 15 August 2019

It was a do-over morning.

I walked out the door, after kissing my two cats goodbye, sat in the car and asked Mom to wait a moment while I checked my purse. I was having the distinct feeling that something was out of order or I was missing something. Concerned it was my ID pass, I checked my bag… ID is there. Phew. So are my glasses and my phone. And my wallet. Yes! Let’s roll.

We pulled out of the lane at 7:10 am, to a oncoming car speeding at us in our lane. Holy Sh!t! Not what I was expecting early in the morning. Nerves rattled but OK, we continued on. I mentioned how I would prefer a drive in like yesterday, seeing deer in the field and what not.

Mom pulls up to my office building at 7:27 am. We made excellent time! I gather my belongings and it hits me. I didn’t put anything in the back seat…like I normally do. Which means…

“I don’t have my laptop with me!”

Oh no! Now what? I can’t go into work without my laptop. My entire work day is computer based. I have to go back home.

So, off we go, back home. It took us 16 minutes to get home. Laptop bag in hand, we’re off again. This time, I see a momma deer with her two babies in the field. Now, that’s more like it! I also see a rainbow as we pass the casino’s water spout (which wasn’t there the first time).

We pull up to my office building at 8:10 am.

16 minutes to work…I love summer. Come September, it will take us an hour plus to drive the same route.

Watercolour painting flowers and Dragonfly
227/365 Painting of the day, 15 August 2019 © WQuinn

Supper with family tonight…we made chicken parmesan. Boy, was it ever good!

227/365 Photo of the day, 15 August 2019 © WQuinn
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