I still live in the sticks where you wouldn’t go
In a town of twelve hundred off an old dirt road

\’Cause the biggest things in life are your friends and family

I got a big orange tractor and a diesel truck
And my idea of heaven is chasing whitetail bucks

Early Sunday morning as I was shoveling the snow after yet another winter blast, going through my mind was the thought of calling and canceling a commitment I previously made weeks ago volunteering myself, my help, for this day, citing the terrible weather conditions as my valid reason (excuse) and I’m sure they would have been graciously understanding. Believe me, I know plenty of people who would have bailed … in a fucking heartbeat!! Moi? Perish the thought … that’s not me!! I follow through on shit!! After wasting 20 minutes in these blustery conditions, I wanted nothing more than spending my Sunday at home, preferably on the couch, preferably doing as little as possible, but not wanting to disappoint anyone, never considered it. I was hopefully anticipating 3 to 4 hours worth of effort … upon arriving and quickly sizing up the situation, I immediately knew this wouldn’t be the case. Taking a cue from my good friend Joe, who regularly devotes himself and his time to good causes, who I am in awe of, someone I completely respect and admire and someone I know I have no fucking chance of holding a candle to when it comes to this kinda thing, I happily stayed till the whole job was finished, finally arriving home at 10:45 p.m. … beat to fucking shit … quickly tossing off my clothes, just as quickly tossing myself into bed, getting some shut eye hoping to be bushy tailed for work Monday morning, where I actually get paid, lol. On the late night drive home, a warm n’ fuzzy feeling of satisfaction overcame me, an indescribable feeling of purpose and self-worth, humility too!! Damn motherfuckers … felt good!!