Half Rain - Half Sun

The day was ushered in with rain, but ushered out with a beautiful sunset. A tale of two different days indeed. As much as we needed the rain, and I welcomed it, I was happy to see the sun again. I simply could not live where the sun doesn't shine for days on end. It would be the end of me. Talk to me in Feb and March - you'll see. I slept till 637AM today. That is over an hour later than normal. I don't know what's going on. I went to bed at 1030PM and fell asleep almost immediately. I must have been really exhausted, but I am not sure why?? Despite waking late, I didn't rush myself. I was willing to be a little late to work. After all, I've been staying late for the past couple of weeks. What's the big deal! I went ahead with my normal morning routine as if I had awaken at my regular time. Remember, I can not stand to feel rushed or under pressure in the AM. I completed another interview today but only one. I really pushed hard to get through six of them the day prior. My daily run took place during the metamorphosis from clouds to sun. It was a good run, and I ran really fast. I was harboring some work related anger, and when that happens I tend to run a little faster. Go figure. I kknow I shouldn't allow work to anger me, but ,hell, I'm human too. Sometimes it gets to the most well intended individuals. Today was bill paying day. I don't look forward to them as much as I used to for some reason. It really's like playing a video game about numbers - no big deal. I talked with Lindsey today. She tells me that her new phone service is working supremely. She loves me! I filled my hot tub up again this evening. It had lost a couple inches of water over the course of the last ten days. Waiting on All Season's Spas to call me with a date that they're going to instal lthe new light kit.. Today was the second day of the new school year for Hilliard children (they're special) My golf team plays in the championship tomorrow. I have opted to sit out to allow everyone else to play. Surprisingly, I ended up tied with the lowest handicap on our team (9). Just as I knew would happen, my game began coming around toward the end of the season. Prior to this spring, I hadn't golfed since fall of 2003. I didn't get out once in 2004. I am like that with golf. I have so many other things I like to do with my leisure time. I'll likely remain that way too. Gas was over $3 a gallon at many stations on the way home. I filled up on Monday for $2.43. I am feeling pretty good about that. What the hell is going on? Bush, is he the man for the job? I'm not so sure anymore. Not sure if he or anyone can do anything about these spiraling gas prices, though. One thing that sticks in my crawl is that he's a "oil man". Without it, his family name would be nothing. Can't help but feel there's something to it . I see a correlation. Do you? And if you think back, ever since he took office gas prices have more than doubled. In fact, we were paying under $1.20 per gallon at the end of the Clinton era. Let's see... a little T&A - cheap gas. A little integrity-expensive gas and war. Hmmm? How about Hilliary in 2008? I don't feel bad for voting for him in 2004, however. Kerry certainly wasn't the answer. He was clueless then and still is. Song of the day: Kenny Chesney, A Lot of Things Different: I’d spent a lot more time out in the pouring rain without an umbrellaCovering my headAnd I’d stood up to that bully when he pushed and called me namesBut I was too afraidAnd I’d gone on and saw Elvis that night he came to townMama said I couldn'tAnd I'd went skinny dipping with Jenny Carson that time she dared me toBut I didn'tOh I, I’d done a lot of things differentI wish I’d spent more time with my dad when he was aliveNow I don't have the chanceAnd I wish I'd told my brother how much I loved him before he went off to warBut I just shook his handI wish I’d gone to church on Sunday morning when my grandma begged me toBut I was afraid of GodI wish I would of listened when they said boy you're gonna wish you hadn'tBut I wouldn'tOh I, I’d done a lot of things differentPeople say they wouldn't change a thing Even if they couldOh but I wouldThere was this red dress she wanted one time so bad she could taste itI shoulda bought it, but I didn'tShe wanted to paint our bedroom yellow and trim it in blues and greensBut I wouldn't let her, it wouldn't of hurt nothingShe loved, to be held and kissed and touchedBut I didn't do it, not nearly enoughAnd If I’d had known that dance was gonna be our last danceI'd asked that band to play on and on, on and on Oh I, I’d done a lot of things differentPeople say they wouldn't change a thing Even if they couldOh but I would, oohOh I, I’d done a lot of things differentOh I, I’d done a lot of thingsI think we'd all do a lot of things different.