You know those days when you find bruises randomly scattered about your body and you have no idea where they came from? Yesterday was one of those days for me. I noticed two, what looked to be strategically placed bruises on the front of my right thigh. One right above the other. Had I been beaten? No. That doesn’t seem very logical. Had I been drinking and just couldn’t recall what had happened to my leg? Now that seems logical! But I hadn’t been drinking so I simply couldn’t blame it on the alcohol.

Horseback riding, Whitewater rafting, mountain climbing, Salsa dancing, Tumbling, or Football? Nope! Mosh Pit? Hell no! I haven’t learned any new physically challenging skills and yet I have the bruises to show for it. I know my husband would say that it’s because I’m “Lucy” like he always says, but I don’t think it would be too much to just consider the fact, for one moment in time, that maybe, just maybe, I’m thorough. I do not know what I’ve done. I do not know why I have these unsightly bruises on my leg, but I think it’s more important to see the whole underlying picture here.

I may not have a single clue that leads me to the little answers, but it’s perfectly clear to me, that whatever the hell I’ve done, once wasn’t good enough. I did it, and apparently backed up and did it again just to be sure I got it right.

Enjoy, Barrelassers 🙂

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