Thursday, September 19, 2013
Break from the routine
A one-day break can be great.
Such was the case Wednesday of last week.
It seemed I had been going nonstop since school started. I’d been looking for a time to slip away from the job for just a day.
That best day for me is typically a Wednesday – the newspaper is finished and hitting the streets. The stress of Monday and Tuesday is behind. Then when Thursday rolls around, it’s time to start the process all over again, while typically fielding a few complaints and a few praises.
I had a good friend who always told me, “You’ve got it made; you just have to work two days a week.”
Oh, how I wish that was true.
But like so many others in charge of a small business, the hours typically go well beyond 40.
For instance, I was covering a football game Friday night until about 10:30. I was at the office for a couple of hours Saturday morning selecting photos and calling for some story information. Then I was back at The South Reporter Sunday afternoon for about three hours of writing, picking out more photos, a few phone calls and so on and so forth.
It all goes with the territory. I’ve followed much the same crazy schedule for most of my 27 working years. In fact, it was crazier back in the late ’80s and early ’90s. Today’s technology has been a huge boost – no more staying up all night to get the newspaper to press.
My escape last Wednesday started with a trip to Cedar Tree Cemetery in Hackleburg, Ala. My brother-in-law Roger and I went to put down footstones on a cemetery plot (which I purchased about eight years ago). Due to a bit of confusion about the dimensions and the adjoining lots, we didn’t accomplish our goal.
But we did make progress and we’ve answered the plot question since, which means I have a reason for another day trip soon.
Roger and I enjoyed lunch with my mom. I knew if I’d be coming around at meal-time, she’d be prepared. To be honest, that was another reason for the trip. She fixed fried chicken and vegetables – reminiscent of the fine food I always enjoyed on the home front growing up.
We missed the banana pudding, my favorite from my mom’s kitchen, but it sure didn’t hurt me to miss it.
I was so full – I even took a short nap on Mother’s couch.
I took time to visit with 5-year-old cousin Jake. He has started kindergarten this year, and school has not been his favorite thing, but he’s adjusting. I tried to give him a few encouraging words, but more than anything, I just wanted a big hug.
I talked to both sisters, Vickie and Gayla, over the phone and even made a quick trip back to the cemetery with Gayla before heading home (that’s when I definitely figured out the plot puzzle).
After leaving the country, I stopped in the city, Hamilton, Ala., and visited with best friend and fellow newspaper editor Les Walters for about an hour.
We caught up on each other’s children, discussed our jobs a bit and found time for some familiar laughs, too.
I left about 8:30 a.m. and got back to Holly Springs about 8:30 p.m.
It was only 12 hours, but it left me feeling good - ready to get back into my routine.
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