The Road Taken

After a particularly long day at work yesterday, I left to come home.  I had to stop for gas.  So, I decided rather than to go back to the interstate, I would take the long way home.  I just didn’t realize how “long” it would be.  LOL…. I’m not complaining.  The drive gave me a chance to see some of the countryside and to enjoy the scenery and a cause to pause….

I decided to take 115 from Troutman to Davidson.  I was driving along, with my mind on other things.  See, I am still learning this vet stuff at work.  Just when I think I might have made it about half way, fate steps in and shows me just how much more I have to learn.  However, this time when I was called to the Principal’s office, I made it through without getting “detention”.  The whole thing went well…. I gleaned some things from the lecture I received that I could put to use.  With every opportunity, there are chances to learn if we don’t become defensive.

Anyway, I was driving along, with my mind on things from work.  I was following the person in front of me, thinking about when I would need to turn left to stay on 115 to make it to Davidson.  When the car in front of me veered left, I went with him.  It was much like you see sheep follow the leader.  It took a few minutes to realize that I had taken the “wrong” left. 

By the time I realized that I had taken the wrong left, I was on the other side of Mooresville.  I knew the road was going in the general direction of east so, I “went along for the ride”.  Before I knew it, I was out in the middle the farming community around Mooresville… It was beautiful!  The rain we have had recently had made everything especially green and verdant.  Here and there were cows and horses enjoying the early evening out in the fields before being stabled for the night.

I had no idea where the road really went since I had never been on it before.  After a while, we came to a crossroad that indicated it was highway 3 and went North/South.  I took a turn and went south in hopes of hitting another crossroad that would indicate just where Davidson was from where I was.  Still, I was enjoying the scenery and was not a bit afraid that I would not find my way home. 

Soon, I saw the name of a road that I recognized and took it heading back towards civilization.  The ride home actually took me about 45 minutes.  That is 30 minutes longer than the usual 15/20 minutes the interstate takes.  I had actually made a big square.  The time was well spent in changing my frame of mind and showing me a part of this area that I had not seen before.

The boys were busy last night.  Evidently, after I went to bed, they decided to throw a party.  When I got up this morning, things were strewn everywhere.  And, to top it off, they had been in the plants and had spread dirt and debris all over the floor.  Of course each of them was busy trying to blame the other for the mess. 

I had to get out the vacuum cleaner to get up all the stuff off the carpet.  That scared them both and they went to the bedroom to hide.  I guess that is enough punishment for their misadventure.  I have a soft heart and they know it.  Both of them have tried to make nice.

The funny of the week from work….  We sent one of our vets out to look at a mini horse that had been limping for about a week.  The owner stated that the horse seemed to have a split in its front hoof.  The vet showed up at the appropriate time.  The owner had not coralled the horse for examination.  So, they chased the horse for about 30minutes trying to subdue it in order for the vet to give it an exam.  Notice I said chased….They never caught the horse.  It has never had a halter or a rope put on it.  So, it was not in the mood to be tied up for an exam.  Guess it was not lame…. I just do not see how a mini horse could outrun three people and not get cornered.  I just wish I had been there to see the rodeo!