It was snowing this morning and I was supposed to drive 3 hrs, but instead I pushed it back to next week, and now I’m in bed snuggling my dog and wife instead of driving in the snow. Gunna have a chill day. This can also suck though depending On the reason
I was sitting here *dreading* having to drive to work and my manager texts me that the building is closed! I feel like a kid again. I'm going to pour myself a coffee, trudge around in the snow for a bit, and enjoy my surpise three-day weekend.
My goal is to be the happiest old man I can be, and thinking this way also makes me take better care of my body. If I have to make a tough decision, I ask myself what will be a cooler story to tell grandkids, and that seems to steer me in the right direction.
