Friday, July 7, 2017

Day-O

Daughter called and asked me to take her to Indy for a dental appointment.  "We'll need to leave by six in the morning."

"There is no six in the morning," I quipped.  But of course I took her.  Verified my statement, too.  I got up and got ready, drove up in front of her door at 5:59 a.m.

There is a six in the evening, and a six at night, but no six in the morning. 

4 comments:

Secondary Roads said...

Works that way at our house too.

vanilla said...

Chuck, when I stop to reflect on that "fact," I am a little amazed at how things change-- thirty years ago I thought those early a.m. hours were the best part of my days.

Lin said...

I know all about six in the morning. And five in the morning too. But...I actually like that time of day. It's when the world is fresh and the day is new...not soiled and spent like six in the evening.

It was nice of you to drive at that hour! Especially if you are not used to it.

vanilla said...

Lin, you may have noted in my comment to Chuck that when I was your age that was my favorite part of the day, too.