Okay….I’m going to miss the drifts…

4 more working days as a 911 dispatcher…who is counting…and my dreams are even getting happier.  I thought life after menopause was so wonderful…but I have a feeling life after retirement will be the happiest ever..  I shared a story on facebook last night from my Huffington Post Twitter http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/02/04/toddler-calls-police-15-times_n_4723999.html .  If the parents are already having a problem keeping the cell phone away from their 2 year old – I’m sure in a few years they will be calling the police because their child is out of control, their child won’t go to bed, their child won’t go to school…oh my.  Seriously? Yes…we get calls.   Oh wait.  I see a rainbow with little twitter birds happily singing along to a song they hear in their little bird brains.

Last night I dreamed I was in Louisiana  at the beach…in my real life, I always think of Louisiana beach areas as a wonderful resort location..hahaha..the sheriff and his wife who have two grown children were there also with a stroller..I don’t remember the conversation, My two daughters were there and I told the youngest one that if she wouldn’t mind missing an afternoon of school I would take her to the beach…there was a sink hole, sea monsters slinking around together behind glass and a large, LARGE viewing room for ocean viewing, sunset viewing I’m sure.  Rainbows and tweety birds?

I know lots of other folks are dealing with some depths of snow – we didn’t get a whole lot yesterday but we did have wind last night and I got to blow thru snow drifts in my little Juke on the way to work this morning.  35 years of living in the country blowing thru snow drifts in my little car…there is nothing like it.  For the most part, I don’t worry about the danger of snow drifting…it is just so much fun…THAT I’m going to miss in 12 days!

Until next time…..

One thought on “Okay….I’m going to miss the drifts…

  1. I will live vicariously through you after retirement. 🙂


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