The Long Drive Here

I have one of my single longest drive to and from work each day. It is probably about 40 minutes at least one way. So what do I do on my long drive? I tend to do a lot of thinking, talking, praying and singing. For a time, I was also learning French in my car. I do need to get back to that I think.

This morning's drive was especially thought-filled for some reason. In that short span of 40 minutes, I had wondered about culture, art, civilization, becoming a man or woman, law, and what to bake for my next neighborhood meeting. I ponder quite a bit (insert bit of "The Wanderer" but change to ponderer for comic relief : ) At first I started out with becoming a man or woman and culture. I pondered exactly how culture and civilization came about. I pondered what it takes to change a culture. I pondered how art is defined. I pondered on exactly how laws come to be and how intertwined they are with the culture that you live in. And then at last I decided that my pondering was just a wee bit too much for the morning and finished it off with the baking ponder.

No, I hadn't just come off a PBS bender. It was all things that just came to me this morning. Occassionally I can trace a thought pattern backwards and figure out how it all started. But not today's...

My weekend was great! I had to work all Saturday and was monumentally busy. It did make the day go by quite fast. Sunday was wonderful. I love hanging out with my family. They are just so wonderfully wonderful and weird. I love how much we laugh together. Families should do that more.

I went into work slightly crabby on Monday. The only thing I could figure as to why and once I said it, it was unfortunately true. I think I missed seeing MH over the weekend. He didn't attend the family thing on Sunday because I didn't relay to him that he was invited in time plus we already had P's guy coming. We're trying to stagger the number of guys brought home to meet the fam. But then I get to see him Saturday so I am hurrying the week along.

Tuesday was slammed with meetings. I was barely actually at my branch for maybe 2 hours out of a workday. But I am hopeful about the focus group meeting we had the other day. I see such potential for libraries. It would be cool to apply the credo of "What could we achieve if we could not fail" to the library world. But I am an odd optimist. Odd because I am and because I see such potential and I believe utopia is possible.

Good day and la vie est bonne!