One step behind

It was one of those days.

I woke up twenty minutes late. The dog was dancing on two legs by the front door and we were across the street in the grass before my feet even felt the first step.

I watered the patio, the front porch and the dining room floor. A few plants got lucky in the process.

I did one load of towels -- in three short re-starts because I kept finding more towels.

I took my blood sugar five times in a row and got five numbers almost a hundred points apart! I'm looking for a new meter.

I made it through the whole first walk this morning without seeing a single loose dog then when I went to throw away the bag of you know what, there was a ginormous dog as wide as a football linebacker walking down the alley.

Maddie kept putting her Chicken Little in my face during the Alabama Football game, so I took her out and threw the ball. Turns out she was actually hungry. I fed her at 6:10. That's ten minutes late.

Now it is time for our last walk and it is raining, but maybe that is a good thing the way things have been going today.