Nine days off were wonderful and the week before I had a great schedule. Coming back, though, the Piper had to be paid and I struggled through seven days. I thought yesterday, even God only worked six days. Friday night, I hit the wall, as it were. Tired, sore, to the point of tears, I'd lean over that med cart to gather strength for a smile. Then the weekend I got through without too much difficulty. I guess that is what runners feel? I have no idea. Just hearsay.
I had a wonderful vacation. I wish the two places, Northeastern Pennsylvania and Western Pennsylvania could be one, at times. I loved the mountain lakes, the mountain views, the food and Scranton. I wish I had a better camera than my Instamatic phone. The phone ran out of memory or battery, just when the best photo op came. Still, I got some great pictures.
I feel as unsettled as this late spring day.
And the techno demon messes with how I want this post to look. So I think I will try to post more later.
|Behind the scenes at Shenango Valley Community Library|
|Inside the Farrell Library|