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The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.    

I remember that little phase being embroidered on a sampler in the doctors office when I was a kid.  Like a lot of things, that didn’t make a lot of sense to me when I was a kid.

Now, I understand.  Oh, boy do I understand!

And you all know I LOVE the little town where I live and the people in it.  But...  A person just can’t hurry. There is very much a prevailing attitude of no hurries, no worries here.

This morning I had a lot I wanted to get done.  So, I thought “I’ll have a quick cup of coffee with the elders”  There was my first mistake.  I should know better and one quick cup turned into 3.

Then I went and fed my chickens to get that chore out of the way for the day and took my usual walk to the post office.  I thought I’d duck in quickly and get my mail.  No.  I got caught by someone inside and had to go in and discuss coffee grounds of all things.  But I kept the discussion short and hurried home, only to find 3 new text messages and 3 voice mails from my daughters.

GracieBabe split out her pants at work and needed me to bring her some new ones.  Ok, I laughed myself right off my chair over that... and then I hurried over to her house to try to find a different pair of jeans. If any of you have or had teeenage daughters I’m sure you can relate to trying to find anything in their room!!  

And then I had to deal with the dogs who wanted out and wanted to ride along and so on.

Got out to the gas station and gave her the jeans and realized my neighbor who works for the same company as my hubby was standing there at the counter.  And Larry is very friendly and talks very slow.  And it was a long conversation.  And now it’s 11 am and I’ve finally gotten my second load of laundry put in the washer and haven’t even gotten to item number 2 on my to do list.

Oh well....

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