Starting Line - Day 1

They say that “everybody looks good at the starting line.” I’ve heard this old saying for most of my life. My Grandpa used to say it all the time. I never really understood what it meant. But lately, the validity of this statement began to become part of my life.

“DAVID!”

Oh brother. What now?

“Yes dear?”

“DAVID, are you down in the basement again? For God’s sake, is that all you do is play?”

“I’m not playing dear, I’m looking for something.”

Actually, I was playing. And I was driving for a go ahead touchdown. Lions were down by 6 with 3 minutes to play. Lucky my Playstation has a pause button. I didn’t wait for a response from Mary. I knew she had walked off as I was answering. She didn’t care about my response. She just cared about communicating her disapproval.

Shoot! Interception. I threw right into double coverage. Oh man. Guess I’d better go upstairs and take my medicine.

“Well, its about time David. Did you find what you were looking for?”

I guess she really was listening to my answer. Hmmm.

“No. I think maybe I put it in the garage.”

“Well, then its lost. With all that junk out there, you’ll never find it.”

I mumbled something even I didn’t understand and headed out the back door.

Yep, she really did look a lot better at the starting line.

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