My day began with the best of plans. Within the first hour, my plans were in shambles. One interruption after another. My frustration began to mount. Then things quieted down and I settled in and tried to make up for lost time . . . And, then the phone rang with a call I couldn’t send to the message box. I broke into a wondrous laugh. If this is my day, I decided to ride the waves.
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The waves are incorrigible. 🙂