Thursday, July 27, 2017
Living on Red Alert
Paul Sunderland talks about it in his video. Tonight my wife wanted to
rearrange some stuff in preparation for the impending arrival of our new
baby. One of these changes involved moving my treadmill to a location
where I would have my back to one of the doors leading outside. I
basically lost it, I'd be way too uncomfortable with it in such a
position to actually use it. I'd like to attribute this feeling to my
sixteen years as a police officer but really I had these feelings before
that. I wonder if I was attracted to the job in part because my
constant vigilance is normal behavior in that circle? Then, of course, I
started thinking "wow, I am nuts, no wonder no one wanted me." Isn't
adoption fun?
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