As last weekend rolled into the second day, I woke up late thanks to some bad decisions that I had made shortly after I had gotten my hair cut. It’s one thing to feel like a million bucks, it’s quite another to throw caution to the wind and be a man-about-town. I completely give myself credit for keeping my wits about me for getting my ex-brother-in-law safely home at errr…..ahem…three a.m. On the other hand, poor decision-making caused me to lose a pair of sunglasses and him losing his phone. I liked those sunglasses a lot, kind of a bummer.
Oddly enough, each time someone nods out while I’m driving them home, I start getting REALLY nervous. Visions of Jimi Hendrix and Bonn Scott float through my head when their head starts bobbing – I’ve got one eye on the road, the other on them. Silly boy, it’s not like you can check their breathing at 60 miles per hour!
Sure enough he was fine. I made sure he could stagger into the house and put him to bed.
So, as to my other post, I have to say it’s tough to come to a realization about your life that’s life changing and not be able to really do anything about it……I mean, of course I’m talking about more cat pictures:
