Car shopping was a bust.
Mike was on call this weekend, and right in the middle of car shopping, he got a call. This meant we had to cut short our search for the perfect vehicle. And as things like this often happen, the momentum may be lost for good. I never know what is going to happen from one day to the next anymore. Isn't that just like life? To leave us without a definitive future? To leave us in charge of our own destiny?
Or are we?
I think sometimes that I have very little control over what happens in my life. The great puppet master is pulling my strings and making me dance to a tune of his own choosing.
And admittedly, I'm not a very good dancer.
I might not be very good at anything at all...oh wait...I'm a pretty good writer, when the inspiration strikes. Unfortunately, inspiration is a fickle friend. Or maybe I'm just not trying hard enough lately. I could use a vacation. A real one...the kind where you actually go someplace and relax.
Well, I certainly won't be going anywhere this weekend...unless maybe the car search starts anew in the morning. In the great words of my mother...we shall see.
Until the next time...I'll be taking a vacation in my dreams!