I Just Didn't Have It

Pilates was killer hard, testing my balance and my damaged right quads.  My classmates are thirty years younger than I am, and those three decades of flexibility were on full display this morning.  Modifications for my injury made little difference.  Sometimes, age is the determining factor.

I drove down to Prince only to find all three kindergarten classrooms engaged in story time... and I wasn't reading the story.  

I looked at the playground, I looked at the front door, and I realized that I just didn't have it.  

There was nothing I could summon to make me walk across to the garden and bring a smiling attitude along with me.  So, I said goodbye to Miss Mercy at the front desk and took myself home.

It's dinner time now and I still don't have much to offer.  I'm going to take the night off and avoid thinking about the Insurrection Act.  I'm sure I'll be able to muster my thoughts by Monday's post.