Crumbling Biscuit
I woke up 10 minutes before I was supposed to be leaving the house this morning. Then I stumbled over to Tess’s door and woke her up.
I’m really running on low voltage these days. I have multiplied respect for those families out there with parents working double shifts and several jobs each just to make ends meet. After the holidays are over, so is my stint in the two-job world. (see… I can’t even muster up an exclamation point)
I moped into the office this morning (1/2 hour late of course) and got myself a buttermilk biscuit with a sausage patty at the eatery downstairs. Energy…. I need sustenance. My biscuit is crumbling, but still tasty. That’s not just food talk. That’s an analogy for life…
I’m really running on low voltage these days. I have multiplied respect for those families out there with parents working double shifts and several jobs each just to make ends meet. After the holidays are over, so is my stint in the two-job world. (see… I can’t even muster up an exclamation point)
I moped into the office this morning (1/2 hour late of course) and got myself a buttermilk biscuit with a sausage patty at the eatery downstairs. Energy…. I need sustenance. My biscuit is crumbling, but still tasty. That’s not just food talk. That’s an analogy for life…
posted by Tricia @ 7:05 AM
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I hear ya. Two jobs is not fun. :o/ Congrats on the Gingerbread contest 2nd place finish and judge's choice.
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