Tonight I was running fast, and there was no where to go!
Remember when the kids used to have one of those little pets called gerbels? You know they run on this little wheel and just really go fast, and work those little short legs, and look around like they are just wired! Or sometimes they had these clear balls, and you could put Gerb in there, and wow could he go. Running fast, and getting nowhere!
Well I feel a lot like that little fella -- running fast and getting no where.
My sister had a total knee replacement about 5 weeks ago now. Well she is doing really well, but has all this energy because she has been "home bound" because of her knee recuperation, and the blizzard snowing us in. Well, I had a weak moment, and felt sorry for her, and said okay I will do this with you along with the diet. But I draw lines on certain things! I have to have my half/half in my coffee you know!! Well, we were doing all this exercise equipment they have in their basement, and we were like 2 gerbals just running and running and did not move!
We went back upstairs, and I was so hungry I could have eaten anything -- I exercised you know, so therefore, I can eat.
Wrong! My sister had this plan all figured out and what we are going to do, etc. I just sat there in my chair trying to remember she is just an invalid now, coming off of a total knee replacement surgery.
As I sat there, I remembered about that little "guy" who ran his little wheel, just hurrying and hurrying and and looking all around, and just getting no where. I can identify.
As I was leaving her house tonight, I said you know, this is really me, but someone else is inhabiting this body, and does not want to leave because they like it very well!
Hey! Where's the Snickers!