Earlier that day.....I'm leaving. I'll be back at 6:30 tonight. Her daughter asks, "Mom...is that 6:30 or 6:50." That would be 6:30/6:50ish. She goes on....O.K....here's the plan. Turn the roast on at 2:30...make sure it's low. The kids need a bath and should be in their Christmas jammies. Throw in carrots, onions, celery, potatoes, add a little water and some spices. Please bring the ornaments in from the attic to even the temps no later than 3pm...we don't want them breaking from the temp. shock. Her daughter pipes in, "O.K. mom...I've got it...I wrote it all down so Dad won't forget." Love you. Miss you. Kiss. Kiss.
True story. It sure is nice when things work according to plan. Now, if I could just get a plan for my new direction. No time like the present. How is your plan coming? With out a plan...nothing is really possible....with one....something is possible....it's all in what you make of it....Dream it. Plan it. Build it. Love it. Do it!