by Karen Abbott
I’ve given much thought to my gasoline bill over the last week. It’s come to a place where I feel I need to “put up or shut up,” as I’ve heard it said through the years.
I refuse to sit at a desk and grouse about the high price of gas on my commute. I’ve decided to move.
I’ve known for awhile that I would be moving and that it was just a matter of when I’d do it. There comes a time when one has to make change, rather than just wait and wait for external circumstances to be different.
It’s easy to get caught in a mode of blaming the government, or blaming the president, or blaming the boss, or blaming the economy for my quality of life (or lack thereof).
The truth is that I am the first-string quarterback for determining what I want out of life and what I need to do to get it.
I’ve been watching the press around Peyton Manning’s decision to sign with the Broncos. I’m a little disappointed because I’m a big Tim Tebow fan and I wonder how this will impact his blossoming career.
But let me use the quarterback illustration for a bit. One of the things Manning is known for is his ability to direct a lightening-fast scoring drive in the last couple minutes of a tight game.
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