Second Half of Day 1, Slaying Dragon Sloth

Maybe I was a little too ambitious for the first day.  I have a tendency to run into battle with guns a blazing first day out and then fall flat on my face. 

Just to let you know, I didn't fall flat on my face but I also did not conquer the dragon on the first day.  Good think I have been allotted 30 days to become Queen of the Hill.

This is how the battle began:

I left my house with spirits soaring in jogging shorts and tennies on my way to the dragon's lair a couple of miles away.  Half way there I realized I had not quenched my thirst since I got out of bed this morning and was in the process of getting a dehydrated headache.  Fortunately I had brought along a bottle of water.  After quickly consuming it I felt much better and continued on my quest, but by that time I no longer felt the zest for victory and decided to shorten the trip a bit.  I had carried with me a bag of my recycling ephemera that I planned to dispose of at Schnucks on my way so I continued in that direction.  Dumped the trash and went in to Schnucks to purchase milk then headed back home.

Since I was no longer walking near the distance I had originally planned I decided to take the long way home.  I zig zagged through the old neighborhood I had grown up around.  I paused a moment in front of Gail's parent's home long enough to remember the first time Sue and I went there.  We were walking home from our first day of high school and somehow missed our turn.  We were lost (which was nothing unusual for Sue and I then nor now).  We happened upon Gail sitting out on the front porch with her mother.  Gail's mother was such a dear; she gave us something to drink, called our mother to explain where we were and then took us home.  Next I ventured toward Mrs. Firner's house, one of my English teachers in junior high school and then in later years a dear friend.  She has been gone many years but I still think of her fondly.

I finally arrived home and went straight to my computer to document my semi-failure.  This just wasn't to be my day, or so it seemed.  Now my Internet was down.  Oh bother!  I was determined to get the momentum going and sat down to follow the lessons Corky had taught me for getting my computer up and running again.  It didn't work at once but as you can tell, it finally worked.  Thank you once again, Corky, my computer genius.

I spent the next hour proving to myself that I was not a sloth.  I worked on my yard collecting enough yard waste to almost fill my little truck.  The day is not over and I am feeling pretty good about my abilities to slay that dragon Sloth.  Tonight I plan to make a list of 30 ( make that 29) ways to slay the dragon.  Monster you have met your match in this Faire Maiden Louise!  You will learn to bow to me in the future.