I’m not sure what it is…. Anxiousness maybe?
Almost every Monday morning I wake up between 1:30 and 2:30 ready to start the trading week. It didn’t help that Hazel woke me up to get a glass of water at 1:37am.
It’s a glass of water today that will hopefully pay off tomorrow.
My buddies and I would go out drinking on Madison Street in Forest Park back in the day. Most of those drunken evenings would end up with late night food.
Anytime we’d go to Gossage Grill I’d order an extra burger to take home to my Oldman. He’d be pissed off that I woke him up from a sound sleep. Then he’d blow his top when he realized I was ripped.
Then suddenly Don Shepley would calm down when I'd hand him a greasy sack filled with fries and a Gossage Grill Hamburger.
My dad became a Pavlov dog! When I’d come home late from the bars he’d yell down.
“You got my burger Son?”
Last night it was a glass of water. Hopefully getting Hazel a glass of water pays off down the road. Maybe someday she’ll show up with a late night hamburger for her Oldman?
This week we have a Supermoon. The moon will be the closest to earth on Wednesday. The Indians call the July moon the “Buck Moon” because deer shed their antlers in the depth of summer. Symbolizing a call for change in our lives and listening to our hearts more than ever.
My heart says count your blessings… someday I’ll be eating a burrito at 2:00am with my baby girl.
