Out and About
And, don’t forget your mother! Mother’s Day is this Sunday. Windjammers on the Pier and Bella Luna have specials for Mother’s Day, so no excuses – take your mom to lunch.
A big shout out to Cheryl Martinez who has been reading about the feral cat and two kittens that adopted us in Navarre Press. We have found a home for the kittens and Cheryl stopped by and put us in touch with St. Francis Vet Clinic that can help us with TNR which stands for Trap, Neuter, Return – for the adult cat. She will also have her ear clipped so others will know that she has been spayed. There is a Tom cat around here that we would like to do the same – but he is very wild and unapproachable. Thank you to Cheryl and people like her that take action.
We are just as curious as you as to what will become of the former Helen Back Again building near the Navarre Beach Causeway. Stay tuned…
I am officially apologizing for the “lameness” of my column last week. I originally wanted to give up my space for our guest editorialist, and I should have kept with the original plan. However, my staff insists that I write a column. One was saying it is what his wife reads first and another acting like I didn’t have a choice. I spent the day in Destin selling and, on my way back at 3:30 p.m. I realized it was April 30 and there wasn’t going to be a 31st day and I had a grant application due May 1 – in South Florida. This was a grant for a board of directors that I’m a member of and people were counting on me. So, I booked it back to the office, completed the grant application including all the additional attachments they needed and headed out the door at 5:15 p.m. and called back to the office to ask Gail to start ghostwriting my column while I drove to Pensacola. I had to get the grant package to FedEx by the 6 p.m. cutoff and I made it! Our paper is due to the printers by 5:30 but they have yet to see us make that deadline…exactly. Regardless, I called back to the office and Gail started reading me “my” column to see if I approved and she got to a part that I didn’t want in my column and I told her to just cut it off there. The editorial was supposed to be stretched out over the top half of the page and my column was to start at the bottom half of the page. However, someone thought that was optional, and it didn’t happen. People around here…have a mind of their own. And, to think there are some people that think I dot every “i” and cross every “t.” Nope. I read the paper when you do. I read the paper on Thursday and that is when I saw what actually happened to my column. I was disappointed but I blamed myself. I shouldn’t wait until the last minute to write my column. I have all week – right? For some reason I’m the kind of person that lives on the edge and occasionally – I get a wake-up call like I did last week. I’m not always going to be saved from myself and my overbooked schedule. Actually, I’ve found myself saying to myself frequently – and occasionally others – “I’ve done this to myself.” I often remind myself I’m not a victim of my circumstances – I chose to wait until the last minute, I chose to make the last three stops to maximize my time, etc. And, I waited until the last minute on the grant…but thankfully it made it in time but something else had to be sacrificed. Perhaps in the future I’ll choose to not wait until the last minute. This week – it is 4:45 p.m. on deadline day. I had all week, and I waited until the last hour to finish this column. I’ll do better next week – maybe.
Quote of the Week: “Nothing is so fatiguing as the eternal hanging on of an uncompleted task.”– William James (1842-1910) American philosopher and psychologist.