After the holidays I returned to work with vigor. By late evening, I was a bit on the fatigued side, well more than a bit. I’d have to call it full fatigue. I stopped to read some Facebook posts. I read very quickly. After going past political posts and some that didn’t grab me, I hit this:
“The new year stands before us, like a chapter in a book, waiting to be written. We can help write that story by setting goals.” – Melody Beattie
When I got to “setting goals,” I read “selling goats.” I did a double take to discover my error. It made me laugh a lot. For a moment, I mused over selling goats. Would that be profitable? I wondered. Ah ha, I could make a list of resolutions of my goats for the 2018 New Year! Way too much fatigue. I sell books. I can do without a yard full of goats. For that night, time to hang it up!
From the images in Wikimedia I mused over tonight to add to this post, selling goats looks pretty profitable! Nah, not for me. I’d fall in love with each goat and be overrun with them.
(image: courtesy of Narek 75 CSA4.0)
