Today is different, I have to take no-name-girl to the vet. At 9:30 a.m.. Not bad you’re thinking. By that time some people have already put in a few hours of hard work. Fair enough. Except, she’s a ferret. Experienced exotic animals vets are hard to find and in this case our chosen one is in the next town. Girl is sitting in her comfy carrier, safely strapped in, perhaps judging my driving…while I find myself yawning.
We stop at the red signal of a major intersection. Seems like everybody is busy pumping gas, a Starbucks cup on the hood of the car…. I can only imagine the stress in those poor people’s lives…or not.
I can’t help but notice quite a few of them aren’t dressed for the office, more like they came back from the gym. Well, look at that hunky young man, yes, he’s wearing hiking boots, I bet he did the Echo Canyon trail. Wow. And that lovely lady, wearing black leggings…yoga maybe? The car behind me beeps and I snap out of my reverie and back to driving. With a new found awareness. A lot more goes on before 9 a.m. than I imagined. And doesn’t necessarily involves work.
How did that late 70s song go again? Afternoon Delight? Forget about it. Time to explore some morning delight.