The Beginning of the End

I woke up this morning no different than any other. Well maybe, my alarm played for almost a minute before realizing what I was hearing wasn’t in my dream. Usually it will play maybe four seconds before my hand reaches out to hit the off button. My routine is so routine, it’s predictable. Today though, the predictability had a little bit of a different air to it. “It’s the beginning of the end”, was the thought filling my mind as I sat there with my breakfast burrito. 

Badging in this morning seemed a little gratifying, my walk to the building a little lighter. Again the thought, “it’s the beginning of the end”, strengthened me as I watched the flame from the East flare looking like Godzilla was belching, thinking, that’s not a good sign. Still, it’s the beginning of the end. The eagerness is so great I am writing this blog before the end even begins.

That’s what anticipation will do. You wait for normal to return. The reality is, after 82 days, 984 hours, 59,040 minutes, or 3,542,400 seconds of doing the same routine, it’s not an agenda you become accustomed to. It makes it mundane, which makes the ending more gratifying. Now, there’s satisfaction in normality. 

The expectation you feel is like when you’re next in line for the rollercoaster ride, or waiting for that final school bell releasing you for three months of summer fun. As the day goes by without the ride or the bell, I start to wonder if that different feeling I woke up with this morning was a bit premature.

So I wait…………………………………………………………………………………………………………… and I wait…………………………………still no word…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………still waiting………………………………….

Yes! The anticipation is finally answered. The bell has rung! The rollercoaster is leaving the station. The ride will be fun. I feel like I have just won an award when the announcement was made. Once again, I’ll be able to sit with my writing colleagues to get inspired and enjoy learning more about writing. I’ll have the enjoyment of sitting under the word of God to be reminded how great a God I can worship.

I can finally schedule much needed time with my daughter. I believe there is a dinner engagement on top of the Hancock building waiting with family. I also have a cookout celebrating a birthday and holiday. Even though it will be a lot, the much-needed outside work around the house I will tackle with gusto. Most of all, now I can enjoy more than two hours with my wife each evening and our three-day weekends are back. Now that to me is a normal routine I can enjoy.

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