Yesterday was kind of odd at work. I had to sit in the "corner office" of upper-upper management and 'splain something. It wasn't anything bad or wrong I had done, just something he doesn't know and I do. Anyway, I have been with my company for 6 years and have never been in that office or had a conversation with that man. He is blind in one eye and it's very disconcerting to figure out where to look. I think I sounded knowledgeable, I hope so at least.
OK, you know my son- the doctor grocery store stocker right? We call him "Brother" at home and on this blog. He's the child pot head turned meth head who finally got a job in October at the age of 28, unloading trucks at the grocery store. He STILL has that job....can you believe it? He called yesterday to tell me that he has his own aisle now in the store and got a .25 raise. He is the only addict I've ever known that has never called his Mother or any other family member asking for money or a place to stay. I know he is still smoking pot but he has been off every other drug since he got this job. There is joy in my heart over this one.
I believe God has an excellent day in store for me if I choose to follow his plan.