A dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination and hard work.
Colin Powell
I am minutes away from a real cup of coffee, with powdered whole milk. Yesterday a neighbor took me in to pickup freight. After shuffling up the driveway with all the boxes and a lone gas can and getting all that inside, I felt extreme pain in my back.
The pain contiued through the night. Even trying to roll over to my right side caused shrieks of pain. The groceries were not unpacked till this morning.
Cats are fed but not watered yet. They have water but it didn’t look pretty. I would attend to that later. The sun wasn’t up yet, that wasn’t coming for another hour.
The cold and snow were on their way. I needed to arrange another pellet order and if possible another grocery rendezvous. Where my groceries would meet the pellet delivery guy in town to be brought out here.
I also needed to negotiate so that driver could take me into the village, I would try to pickup my water heater and gloves that should arrive at the post office sometime today. Plus I needed to go to the bank so I could pay the driver. Maybe even convince him to stop by the gas station for a second can of gas.
Like the song title says would it all come together? Impossible to say.
