Yesterday I drove in Israel for the first time. I've been kind of wimpy about a lot of things over here. Husbandman drives the car, he asks the questions, he gets the tough stuff done. Instead of feeling badly about myself for being wimpy and weird, I instead focus on feeling lucky that I have Husbandman.
Today I'm working on a letter to an editor. It's a difficult letter to write. Just pointing out that, come to find out, I have my own tough stuff to get done. Sitting here in this Haifa garden with a cup of tea and a lovely cool breeze, I will struggle with the letter by hook or by crook.
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3 comments:
Driving in any unfamiliar city is challenging especially in a different country.
How is the letter writing?
There's no way I'd drive there! That's awesome.
jw
Jw, I only drive about 6 blocks, to the market. But still, it's a start.
MM, letter writing's not going well, ttytt. But I have taken a beautiful walk, had a cappuccino, and learned more about using SKITCH and listened to some Florence and the Machine. Some days are like that.
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