I’ll say something else nice
Without my boss leaving and our Steve Bannon burning our life’s work to the ground…
I would never have made it to my friend’s dad’s memorial service one county north of here.
I was already an hour south of this midpoint area. And I never left earlier than 7 pm.
Now I’m no longer all that special. So I could bounce at a good hour and make it up there for six to be with her on the saddest day of her life.
Now to find another advantage to all this change. Day 54 and, thankfully, counting.