A Day Off

I have the day off due to short hours this week for our company. New contracts coming around and we are waiting for new business to start up. I work four eights this week and Wednesday happened to be the day I didn't have to work. I guess it's kind of nice to have a day in the middle of the week where I can just sit and do nothing if I want to. I was going to go out and do a few things but I realized I would be back in the truck driving, I spend a lot of my time on the road every week. My closest store to home is an hour drive.

I don't mind driving, I actually love driving. It's time to myself and as long as I've got music and podcasts to keep me going, I'm good. No, my problem is that I don't think I really ever developed the art of stopping. It's a great thing to be a good, trustworthy employee. To get the job done and do it as efficiently as possible. I go to the point of not being able to say no though, and that's a weakness. I need to learn to refuse to go beyond my means. That's why I ended up hurt several months ago, resulting in my being out of work for over two months. Even then I felt like I was a burden to my coworkers. Taking on extra stores is rough when you include the distance between and the time put in driving here and there. It affects your attitude and has a negative effect on the rest of your life. The extra money is always good, but money isn't everything.

I was about to leave a little while ago when the little man inside my head that usually screams "Hey, don't say that!" or "NO! THAT'S NOT A GOOD IDEA!" quietly said "Stay."

And I listened. I'm sitting here now writing this in my recliner. I may run to the grocery in town later to pick up a few things. I may fold some clothes for the wife (don't hold your breath, honey. Just cause I write it doesn't mean it's in stone) and putter around the house.

Yes. A day off. Just for myself. That's weird to me.

8+ miles yesterday.

Still walkin'.

I don't have a title.

I'm on and off about blogging. I read a few from friends and I do enjoy writing a bit and telling the occasional story, but I will let you know up front I may forget to write altogether.

Will this one take? I don't know. Time isn't really in great abundance for me. Two kids, a wife, the both of us working full time jobs, school, church,, etc. really takes away time from other activities. It ain't easy being a productive member of society.

I used to blog with the title Searching The South. It was about the weird out of the way stuff that I used to find on the road while geocaching. The problem is that I don't get to travel that much anymore (see the above reasons) and I no longer cache. Geocaching was great for ten years or so but the same thing happened that always happens for me, people.

People can be fantastic! But a lot of the time they aren't. As they say, familiarity breeds contempt and as you get to know people you find things out that you may or may not like about them. I wear my heart on my sleeve and I'm a fairly honest guy. I'll tell you exactly how I feel, that's in my instructions and if you don't read the manual first it isn't my fault. I'm honest about it up front when I meet folks.

So why The Walkin' Dad? First, thewalkingdad.blogspot.com was taken by a guy that never posted a danged thing to it after his first post. I was kinda bummed, but The Walkin' Dad is more southern. I'm good with that.

Secondly, I walk nearly five miles a day at work for the company I merchandise for. It's good exercise. Great for the legs, not so much the belly. But I'm an old fella and the fish is already in the boat so there's no need to bait the hook.

With this blog I think I can cover a wide variety of subjects from the weird to Washington, politics to perennials, and all sorts of other things. (I'm not into botany.)

My loves are reading, weird history and photography. Luckily, these blend quite well.

I hope I don't mess this one up and if I don't, thanks for the reading of it.

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