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Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Tis the Season.....

I had a great weekend!

I spent Saturday morning at the church, practicing the Christmas musical/drama with the choir. Gayla and I had the main speaking parts in the musical, so we had our dress rehearsal to work out the kinks. Fortunate for us, all of our lines were put on a power point and shown on a big screen in the balcony so we wouldn’t have to memorize much. That’s a good thing for me, especially since my memory is so bad. All we had to do was look to the balcony for our words. The rehearsal went great and I felt pretty comfortable with it.

Afterwards, I went to the flea market to buy my cologne. Just as I was getting out of my truck, a friend of mine that works security at the flea market, stopped and talked to me. We had just started talking when a pick-up, right in front of us, backed into a car while he was backing out. He didn’t just barely tap it either…he hit it hard. The security guard got out of his truck, approached the truck and advised the driver to kill the engine. Come to find out, the driver did not have a license, or insurance. It also so happened the driver of the hit vehicle just happened to be walking back to his car when he saw the truck hit his car.

So, the security guard, his supervisor, the man in the truck and the guys whose car got hit, talked for a while and tried to come to a mutual agreement on what to do. The man driving the truck was not intoxicated, but he wasn’t very steady. The security guards made him call someone to come and get the truck because they would not allow this guy to drive off in it without insurance and license. If it had been me, I would have called the police and had the guy hauled off the jail……but it wasn’t my call. Since the accident was in the parking lot of the flea market, the police would not work it anyway….but, since the guy had no license, or insurance, the police could still arrest him. The parties decided to work it out amongst themselves, so I left the scene and went inside the flea market.

The rest of the afternoon was spent at home, watching TV and playing on my computer. I actually got a nap in as well. My wife and I had a Christmas dinner/party to go to in Moore at 5:30 pm., so I got up and around at 4:30 and we left the house at 5 pm. We had a good time at the party and had a great meal. Since it was still early when that party was over, we headed over to another party we had been invited to. We spent time at that party and then headed home at 9 pm. I stayed up until around 11 pm, going over some of my lines for the Christmas musical.

I was up early on Sunday morning, rehearsing my lines and getting myself psyched up for the musical. Once I got to church, I did the final preparations to get myself ready for the musical. Gayla and I were both somewhat nervous, but we knew we could do it. I said several prayers and just put it all in God’s hands. Amazingly, things went great and the entire musical/drama was almost flawless. When it was finally over, Gayla and I both had a look of relief on our faces. Even though we did have a great time doing it and it actually brought us closer together, we were glad it was over with. Having a great performance feels so good and satisfying. I am just glad I did not make a fool of myself. After church, we went to lunch and I crashed the rest of the day on my couch.

Monday morning was tough. I did not want to get up for work. I only work four days this week and then my vacation starts…..I will be off work until after the first of the year. I need a break from some of my co-workers, who feel they have to watch every move I make.
There are two co-workers in my office that keep to themselves and don’t speak unless they are spoken to. They mind their own business and don’t joke around. I guess I will be in that mindset now. My life is my business. I will go to work, put in my 8 hours and go home. It’s pitiful when you have to watch everything you say, in fear someone is going to take what you say in the wrong way. Well, no more jokes….and no more laughter.

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