Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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It Could Drive Me Crazy
Road trips are fun. Seeing the countryside from the highway, admiring the landscape, listening to a book on tape are all things I enjoy. Not my husband so much. He’d rather get on a plane and get to wherever he’s going. He does all the driving. As much as I enjoy road trips, I despise…
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The Second Coming Of Noah
Our Sunshine State is sodden. Since returning from Colorado–where the sun shines typically more than it does in Florida–we’ve seen little of our golden globe of a friend. It’s rained every day. Often in torrents. Puddles are no longer problematic–they’re permanent. Soggy is our new norm. Humidity that is always high has become a living…
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Grins, Giggles And A Little Wiggle
I find easy to whine and complain. Especially lately. I’m not the only one like this–whininess and discontent are like an airborne disease that affects us all. Depending on the weather, circumstances, and which side of the bed we chose to get up from. I’ve been less than jolly because of a sore back. I…
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I Just Want To Be Enough
I work with a great team of people. We’re a varied bunch, but we’re committed to working on our unity. I let them all down this week. Nothing intentional, but it happened. Disappointment in myself is a weight of self-pity and discontent that feels miserable. This week and last were the days when all our…
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When You Don’t Want The Obvious Answer
Less than four days into our long-awaited family vacation, I threw my back out. I’ve been greatly humbled by this presently intolerable pain. John has had back issues for quite a few years. My short-lived kindness for him escalates quickly to “Seriously? You can’t move?” Honey, I’m so sorry. It happened so quickly, in a…
Tip of My Iceberg 