Future Fear

Don't panic. It's a phrase we need to hear more often. Indeed, we ought to take it to heart. 

Panic drives us, it seems. Who could have imagined a toilet paper shortage during the scamdemic? Yet there it was, and all fear driven. The scamdemic itself was panic inspired of course.

The Detroit Tigers are 19-18 after a bad loss yesterday. In one of the baseball groups online which I frequent, one fan the season was over. Yet I remember an 11-19 team which won their division in 1987. Panic.

Let it go, folks. Ninety nine and three quarters percent of what you fear will never happen. Don't even fret the quarter percent left. It's going to happen anyway. You'll live with a lot less stress.

Nowhere Near Late

I woke up this morning, and my first thought was panic. 'Shoot! I missed my alarm',  I thought.

Only I hadn't missed it. I'm going to Indianapolis tomorrow, not today.

Of all the things that had never happened to me, that was the most profound never had happened. I can't even imagine why it happened or how it even managed to come into my mind. 

I knew quite well as I drifted off last night that Wednesday I had a sales trip and that today was only Tuesday. In fact I knew clearly my battle plan for today, mentally reviewing it as I lay in bed. Install a KC-8 shaft in a Model C, rewire a second Model C; there were two machines which needed new cables, and I wanted to email my next order to the factory. A straightforward work day.

Thank goodness today is just Tuesday. 

It is only Tuesday, right?