Happy Anniversary!Good Morning. Today is my 46th wedding anniversary. We were invited to a great Italian party last night with a couple of hundred people, great food and a Dean martin Impersonator and a guy who sung like Pavarotti.
Too much food and drinking so today my fish can take care of themselves and order take out. I threw my credit card in my tank.
Of course another way to look at it is that you would’ve already been a mile down the road by the time the deer got anywhere near you if you hadn’t been slow down by the garbage truck! Either way it’s a healthy reminder - I’m glad that you and the deer are okay and that you were able to get your cardio exercise in today!Why am I posting this garbage you ask, well, I was doing about 25 MPH behind this truck, bumming and being impatient like a fool when a huge buck ran right between us coming about a foot from my hood leading me to spend a moment watching my heart beat. If that truck was not there I would have been doing 45 for sure and not been able to stop in time. Yikes! Be sure folks, that thing slowing you down is just part of the plan.
I thought of that, but the deer would have come through a touch sooner if not for the roar of the garbage truck, so aha!Of course another way to look at it is that you would’ve already been a mile down the road by the time the deer got anywhere near you if you hadn’t been slow down by the garbage truck!
My philosophical question probably comes from spending far too many years in various boxes (e.g., classrooms), but I’m just trying to understand your concern. Your fish is going from a glass box into a shipping box so that it can come to another glass box at your house. What part of the fish being in a box makes you sad?