Marathon Monday

No I do not run marathons, but I am exhausted from one.  The annual Boston Marathon.  I have worked it a couple of years.  It is always a long day, always a thrill, and always something amazing to witness.

Yesterday started with the alarm going off at 1:45 a.m.  The thought that always runs through my mind with the sound of the alarm “What the hell am I doing?”  ran through for a split second, but there was no time to dwell on it.

Showering, dressing, packing everything up, along with other regular morning chores like feeding animals, and cleaning litter boxes had to be done in an hour.  No time to screw around today.  By 2:50 the bus in the driveway; was started, pre-tripped, and warming up.

3:00 a.m. on the Monday of school vacation and I am out the door.   “What the hell am I doing?” no longer registers, the Boston butterflies have woken up.  It’s a big day, a world-wide event, and we can’t screw up.  Until we do……..


About ramblinann

I live in Massachusetts and always have. My family continues to grow with the addition of many grandchildren, who steal my heart every time I see them. Recently I was able to check off an item on my bucket list and earn my Associate Degree in Complementary Healthcare, but usually, I can be found sitting behind the wheel of a big yellow school bus. I love to write, though there seems to be some missing connection between my thoughts and the ability of my fingers to put those thoughts on paper, or the screen in this case.
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