No matter how busy the day planned may be, I must have a few minutes to sit and contemplate my own existence. Without those minutes my day is pretty much chaos. In a few minutes I will start the pre-travel ritual. When I pack, I have a routine that always gets me where I am going with all the things I need. Ol' Abner, in earlier days, found this very frustrating. He always packed the night before and preferred to roll out of bed and travel. Men can do that, I can not! Today, he has learned to relax until he sees me go into "out the door" mode. Our departures are much more peaceful and on-time now.
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