Yesterday, I came back from lunch and there was a candy bar on my desk. Poof! The chocolate fairy was about.
Our boss is pretty great. Yes, the chocolate came from her. Sometimes you really need to hear that you’re doing a good job, even if at the moment, you’re not doing much. She had us fill out a matrix of our hobbies, favorite drinks, snacks and whether we like public or private praise. Kinda cool to see what everyone prefers.
In other news, I drive the same way to work every day, down Highway 101 towards Olympia. It’s been lighter of late, due to the summer season and the 4th of July holiday. I was tooling along, listening to music, watching the sky lighten, when all of a sudden I had someone on my tail. It was a low-slung dark, sporty yet pointy sedan with creepy bluish headlights, aka Knight Rider.
Okay, *I* named it that. I have no photographic evidence to corroborate the resemblance. I don’t know if David Hasselhoff drives it.
And I doubt it talks or anything. But it was trying to scoot up my skirt so I moved over. I want to get work in one piece, within the time allotted. I bid Knight Rider adieu as it moved on down the highway. I’d rather have that guy in front of me than behind me, thankyouverymuch.
Now you have the “Knight Rider” theme song in your ahead. Admit it.
Running has stalled for now. My foot started hurting again, so I trotted Wally back out. He has been constant, yet rather ugly. But if his ugly presence helps my foot to fully heal, I’ll embrace it. I might even bedazzle darling Wally. Multiple people have suggested it to me. This week’s goal? Wear regular shoes of some kind every day this week. Then, and only then, think about running. Today’s prescription: walking, and lots of it.
Because much like commuting, I want to get through life in one piece, if I can. I can’t control everything. In fact, I control very little. So do you. We can control our attitudes and our actions. That’s about it. We trust God to take care of the rest. Then we can rest.