We have to admit that yesterday was the hardest day yet to get out of bed and go to w*rk. Neither one of us wanted to leave the house. Leave the house, heck, we didn’t want to leave the bed!!! We literally took ourselves by the scruff of the neck and dragged ourselves down the hill, across the street, and into the salt mine. We made it to the end and now have only six more days left. Oh man, that’s 60 hours of w*rk.
Needless to say, we are looking forward to being part of the tail light parade departing beautiful downtown Campbellsville. Two and half to three hours after departure we’ll arrive at Cedars of Lebanon State Park where we will sit and lick our wounds for a few days and then celebrate Christmas with the grand kids. Seeing their smiling faces is what keeps us motivated and going.
This morning we’re feeling much more rested. Why shouldn’t we? We went to bed before seven o’clock last night. We watched a little TV from bed, but very little, before dozing off. I guess our bodies needed it. Anyhow, as you can tell there’s nothing really new with us. W*rk a lot, eat a little, sleep a lot, but that cycle will soon be broken.
Take Care Until Next Time - - - - - - -