I don’t understand todays prompt,

So I’m going on my own. Besides… It’s one of those “WTH am I doing?” days. I think I burst my ear drum blowing my nose last night. My sinuses still feel swelled. Not stuffed up, swelled.

And I argued most of the night with Johnny that it was indeed snow falling from the sky. He called it “pissing snow” when it was just real fine flakes. We ended up with 2-3 1/2 inches of it before 6 am.

Johnny’s a trip. He’s a decent guy, young (31), single, and self admitted ADHD. I tell Jim that it’s like working with an Edward who argues with me. An Edward who doesn’t take his medication. I’ve gotten quite fond of him.

Here he is after he knocked down a whole shelf of boxes.

We usually have fun. Of course, with all things, some nights are better than others. Last night prompted a conversation posted on Facebook about snow, then his anxiety of driving in it. I don’t blame him. The roads were bad and despite having 6 PennDOT plow trucks in the parking lot at various times, they weren’t getting much better anytime soon. I rode home in a plow truck driven by our neighbor. He’s the one who helped me get the job at the store. Chuck is an amazing person. And he’s the stores handyman as well as a higher employee in our parent company.

Right now, Jim is at the gas station getting a dozen of eggs. With the snow still coming down, I’m not going to ask for a ride to the store. There’s time enough for that tomorrow when the roads are cleared. The boys can eat canned pasta, and Jim and I can have eggs and toast.

Oops. There were no eggs…. I can eat at work. The guys will be fine. Ed’s making popcorn, there’s cereal….

ā€œI am responsible. Although I may not be able to prevent the worst from happening, I am responsible for my attitude toward the inevitable misfortunes that darkens life. Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have ā€“ life itself.ā€ Walter Anderson

I found this quote on a friend’s page. It absolutely defines how I want to live my life for now on. I am responsible for how I behave in any given situation. There are times, that I’m not proud of how I reacted.

I can’t change that, and I don’t want to. It was honest emotion. In the future, I will learn from the past.

*Except appearantly when it comes to hitting publish….

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