“Ahhhlllllllll in a day’s work!” Tal pulls over, opens her door, and flicks the bee from her seat. “It’s only 9:00 am?” Calliope squeaks. “Eventful morning indeed,” Nia notes. “Truck light… FOB lost in a field… Henny’s irrational fear of St. Bernards…” Sweat beads on Cal’s forehead. “… Then a bee flies through truck’s open window, somehow manages to hit the glass, and lands — injured — between bare thighs. Is it time for tomorrow?”
Off to a roaring start today! “Bernards and Bees and Bare legs,” oh my! Sadly it will be “today” all day today.
A saying I often heard in the rooms of AA: “You can start your day over at any time.” 🤷🏽 Whisper that in Henny’s ear in a comforting tone “And all shall be well and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well.” 😁
Off to a roaring start today! “Bernards and Bees and Bare legs,” oh my! Sadly it will be “today” all day today.
A saying I often heard in the rooms of AA: “You can start your day over at any time.” 🤷🏽 Whisper that in Henny’s ear in a comforting tone “And all shall be well and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well.” 😁