I woke up this morning at 5:00 a.m. to the soothing sounds of “Brown Sugar.”  It wasn’t long before all hell broke lose.

Mick wakes we up every Wednesday at five.  That’s normal.  Diane goes to watch Finn or help at Lucy’s school.  But today the car wouldn’t start and had to be towed.  And this was Diane’s only chance to see Lucy’s school decked in the Halloween motif.

Now, Diane loves Halloween more than any other holiday…until Christmas or St. Valentine’s Day or…well, she loves the  celebration of life and Halloween is at the top of her list.

She did major in drama.

Well, she was determined to go and doesn’t let go easily.  I don’t really function well until after 10.  So, it was conflict city around here.

And I must tell you, not once did either one of us stop and say, “this will all turn out well.”

Not once did we say, “God’s in charge, not me.”

Nope.  We both ran around like a couple of chickens without heads.

But you know what?  It did work out.  Maybe not as either had imagined.  We were both very tired from months of working without a break.  She slept for several hours.

I listened to Dr. Hook sing, “Cover Of The Rolling Stone” and recalled my ill gotten and too soon, lost youth.

Always seems like life was simpler back then.  Back before Penelope was even an distant hope.  Before life and growing responsibilities seemed to drain my energies and deplete my stamina.

Back when Coke was still the real thing.  And no matter what you wanted to accomplish all you had to do was ‘just do it!’

What happened to getting two hours sleep and curing it with a cup of coffee?

Finally I remembered, I am still that same guy.  A little older, a little wiser, a little less hair…OK, maybe a lot less hair.  But with a whole lot more experience and a whole lot more confidence.

Bob Dylan’s new album is playing now.  I guess I missed “Hell Is My Wife’s Hometown.”  Because now “I Feel A Change Coming On.”

Now, I feel guilty and a little dumb.  I sold my beloved Jeep last Spring and I’ve been putting off replacing it.  I’ve asked and I know which car to get.  I’ve visualized.  I taken plenty of test drives both in the Portal and out.  I know the Universe will open the door, provide the means, make safe my path and guide my way.  I know how to attract my Rich Dreams.

So, why is taking action always the hardest step?