More curve balls.
Life’s thrown us some nasty curveballs in the last month.
P brought home the nastiest cold I’ve seen in years. V caught it a week later. And I’m just now coming into the home stretch for MY first week.
This entire month has been funking pestilence, I tell you.
And this is the LEAST of our problems.
Here I was thinking I was THIS close to recording the new podcast into so I could get this show back on the road in January. Man, I can’t go five minutes without blowing my nose right now. (Or one without sniffling.)
But you gotta fight for that you want, right?
The thing about curveballs, life throws you too many, you start to see them coming. Sometimes you gotta take the strike—but sometimes you take the big swing.