The weekend is over

The first official game of the season was Saturday.  Eagles won 30 - 0.  It was fun to watch...unless you were the Broncos.  During half-time a large, brown hawk was circling in the sky above the trees.  One of the boys said, ""Look!  An eagle!""  No one corrected him.

Afterward, we went to Chris's house and stayed there until tonight around 8:00 p.m.  We enjoyed his generous hospitality.  We played in the pool, went out to eat and hung out watching wrestling.  Good times!

I really don't want to go to work tomorrow.   I just don't know how I can make it through another day of drama and nonsense.  I've tried to keep up a positive attitude, but I'm just not feeling it.  I don't want to be one of those people who works just to make it to the next weekend.  Walking up the front steps in the morning has started to feel like a punishment.  I probably need to stop and evaluate what I'm doing versus what I want to do.  Just taking a cursory look, they don't seem to match.