I was coming home after an extremely long day. 12 hours with the persistant vibration of an immense diesel under me, followed by a slow and careful 4 hour trip home in a car capable of twice the speed. I knew the last few miles would take me past my green-grocer as I like to call the dumpster behind Safeway.
I decided a little fresh fruit would make a nice snack for after the anticipated welcome home. I was actually leaning into the dumpster when my wife called again to see how I was progressing on packing and preparing for the trip home which was to be the next day. I lied again for the 6th or 7th time that night and dashed home with a box of fruit and a grin.
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How are things going with you Diver Down? been a while since a post, hope you and your family are well.
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