the little engine resurfaces

I think I’ve told this story on this blog before, but it made me laugh so hard on Sunday night. And now that I know that it’s all worked out and I’ve lived to smile about it, I’m happy to report its great success.

So, my father would ask me up until the age of eighteen or so, “What did the little engine say?”

Every time I wanted to quit or I was stressed out, he would ask that question. “Ahhhh,” I would say and look at him, probably irritated, refusing to answer.

“What did the little engine say?” he’d ask it again.

I’d sigh a little.

“I think I can. I think I can,” I would say.

I’m basically working three part-time jobs. There are times, though, when one becomes a little closer to full-time. I saw that coming on Sunday.

“Four days,” I said to a friend over dinner Sunday night. “I can handle four days. I can do it.”

And as I drifted to sleep, I repeated to myself the same thing I used to say to my father. I think I can. I think I can.

But, boy oh boy, has it been an interesting four days. I will say this, though, exhausted sleep is some of the most amazing sleep ever. And I am happy to report that I have  accomplished every single thing that I needed and wanted to in the past four days.

Amazing what the power of positive thinking can do for a person!

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