Weirdo Wednesday

Today was an odd day. I got to work and knew I was only going to be there for a few hours before having to leave to go to something else. Everything seemed to gnaw at me. I found this odd because the morning had been quite relaxing to that point. I woke up at the right time, had a great refreshing shower, a good breakfast, time to sit and enjoy a perfect temperature coffee. Just a peach of a morning. A perfectly ripe peach of a morning. A perfectly ripe Mackinaw peach of a morning. Then I got to work and everything start off well enough. The team had tasks ready to go and started in nicely. Then they started needling into my Utopia. Asking stupid questions, the questioning what was a simple task. Bit by bit they chipped away at my patience. Much like a great sculptor with a chisel and hammer carefully flaking off the outer layers to reveal the masterpiece beneath. Luckily I was able to escape their presence before the visionary form of my rage was unleashed.

I had to leave to prepare for a visitation of a man I work with. His son does the same job as me in the West and I felt it was important to support their family during this difficult time. It was the cancer. Skin cancer was the type as far as I was told but it may have spread elsewhere. He was a farmer that I do plots with. He had just turned 60. It was a very long line. A very long line. I am glad that I went. We were through early, I think the day will get more difficult as it drags on. I wish them the best and hope the difficult times are short. It appears I really brought the room down again, so I will wrap here.