At the condo in Panama City we have my family (4) Wendy’s sisters family (4) and Wendy’s mom and dad (2)… 10 total in a 2 bedrooms… 800 sq. ft. I was really restless last night so I started journaling, however, I found deep, profound, meaningful thought evading. I think I wrote the same idea about 4 times in different ways. There is still some “hidden” frustration and restlessness that peaked its head up last night. After an hour wait at Sharky’s we were seated next to a table full of loud drunks. I did not mind it so much, however, kids were around and the language was not “G” rated. My brother-n-law turned around and looked at them as if to say, “pipe down”. They did not get the hint. He eventually got our waiter to ask them to hold it down. This only made things worse…but luckily they were finished eating and left. I thought there might be a fight break out… the tension was that thick… Good Grief!!! How are unregenerate people supposed to act? We are strangers and pilgrims… on a mission field. I don’t know… just roll with it. We cannot expect them to adopt our morals and mindset just because we walk into the room. I don’t know… perhaps I have too much tolerance… I view it as grace.
So sometime tomorrow I guess I will head back to Panera to do some work. I have a monthly report to finish and submit so I do not get on the “bad list” at work. It should not take long. I am also considering staying an extra day just to off set working while I am supose to be relaxing. This is the pitfalls of management in the corporate world. arg!!!
