Dirt Biking

I had what could be considered an epiphany this morning after my workout. My mind does run 1,000 miles an hour some times and usually I do my best thinking in the shower or at 3:00 am. I have had my share of thinking during the ladder especially in the last few days and I have come up with a few good ideas as it pertains to my job. This morning after a very good two session workout (I rode the bicycle for 17 miles and followed it up with an 8 mile run) I was in the shower and as usual my mind was drifting along. I focused on a conversation I had with my mother just the other day as we spoke about the “what ifs” along with the “should’ve” and “could’ve”. I need to preface what I am about to say because otherwise it won’t make any sense.

I have been playing with the “regrets” of my digressions over the last four years and for the most part I have forgiven myself. I do go back and say “what if” even though I know it makes no difference. This morning I realized finally that the way everything transpired was the way in which it should have. If there is anything I could do differently would have been to truthful from the very beginning. As things turned sour I reverted to more lies and more crazy stories. I was in the throes of my addiction and this really shouldn’t be an excuse nor do I want it to be an excuse; it really is the reason why I didn’t know better. Now almost four years later I certainly know better and I am much better person. As I realized this a small smile came to my face and peace set it in.

I had some work to do at home this morning and one of my longstanding projects I thought had come to an end but doesn’t want to end! This is a never ending “battle” with a customer service department and the “battle” continued this morning. I am a very patient person which is why I was given this task and all I kept hearing from the customer service manager was “thanks for your patience” and after the fifth time I wanted to scream!! I didn’t scream because that would have been a bit counterproductive and I didn’t want to go back into the queue of “death”!! There wasn’t a resolution and based on the fact that the manager said “oh that isn’t right” as she looked up the account is a step in the right direction. The matter was forwarded to another manager in a “specialty” department and I should hear some time next week. My patience continues and I wonder if it will ever run out???

This matter took most of the morning and a little of the afternoon. I messed around with some other work and decided to call it an early week when my son came home from school. My daughter went over to a friend’s house to practice for the school’s talent show as she and two friends are doing their rendition of Jordin Sparks’ “One Step at a Time”. This should be very cute and I remember three years ago when my daughter was in the talent show with another friend and they were very cute.

My son came home and we talked for a bit but he really wanted to play on the Wii. I let him go for a few minutes then headed upstairs. I tried to convince him to go outside and play but he really wanted to stay inside so I asked him to go on a bike ride. He agreed but we had to go “dirt biking” which is a bike ride through the “dirt” in a nearby area. This “dirt” was supposed to be a housing tract but I doubt that will happen anytime soon. The “dirt” remains and my son enjoys the hills of the dirt patch. We had a great bike ride and unlike the last time we went “dirt biking” his tires remained inflated. Yes, the last time my son got several thorns in his tires and we ended up pushing his bicycle home. Today we rode home and it was a wonderful way to end the week.