For over 30 years I worked outside the home, mostly sitting in an office, at a desk, behind a computer. But since I now have this new-found freedom in Louisiana, it's hard for me to take the time to sit down and blog. I guess what I'm trying to say is - I DON'T HAVE TO sit at a desk anymore so blogging has been a challenge in that respect. It's going to take some discipline to sit still long enough to post a few thoughts.
The excitement for today was when I went for my walk. I noticed some construction workers down at the new building that will soon house our new Subway. It will take us about 3 mintues to walk there. We have been waiting a LONG time for it to be completed. In fact, I think the concrete slab was poured almost a year ago... and we're still waiting. The closest "fast food" place from Robert is about 10 miles from here. That was true culture shock for us when we first moved here, because back in Sylvania, Ohio, there was a restuarant on every corner.
And speaking of my walk. What it is with the people that live around here who don't chain their dogs up? Unlike where we use to live, there is not "leash law" here so dogs roam around all the time. So, today I was stalked by this new dog in the neighborhood that looked like a version of a Rotweiler. (That's my story and I'm sticking to it.) I tried really hard not to be intimidated by the dog, and I must say it was a little easier to do with pepper spray in my hand. But today I wondered: Exactly what would I do if a dog really came after me? Would I have the composure to aim, spray and actually hit the dog? I hope so, but I have my doubts. If anyone has any tips on what to do when faced with a barking dog on a lonely country road, please let me know.
That's it for now. Over and out!