Yesterday…the plan was…get up early…don’t even take the time to blog…clean 
the garage…before it got too hot…
Well…we all know about the…best laid plans…of mice and men…and…and women bent on garage cleaning…
And…the phone rang…and…the phone rang…and the phone rang…and…then it was too hot…until late afternoon…and…although…I wanted to be finished for the day…Bertha…urged me…do it now…do it now…
How could I refuse…well…I could…but it wouldn’t do any good…so…I did it…it was hot as blazes…but…it wasn’t a bad job at all…and…it only took about an hour…
When all was said and done…there were a few things to be taken to the local thrift shop…so…not wanting to clutter my freshly cleaned space…I loaded them up…and took them straight away…
As I was leaving the parking lot…I looked to the west…and…there it was…one of the most spectacular sunsets I’ve seen in a long time…
Bertha…said it was my gift…my reminder…that there is always a perfect timing…for everything…and…that maybe…just maybe…my plans hadn’t gone astray at all…maybe they were…just right…as they transpired…
Jane
