Sunday, March 9, 2008

Testament to Perseverance

For approximately six months the clock above my closet has been an hour off. My little way of stickin it to The Man. Sure, it has screwed me up occasionally on days that were a little slow, because I could never quite remember if it was an hour fast or an hour slow. However, most of my days are full enough that it is the minute hand that matters, not the hour.

I can't even describe the pride that washed over me today when I got up for church and realized that I had won. My clock is now right again. It's the little victories that matter.

Current Score

The Man-0

1 comment:

Mona said...

I hate the man. I wanted to stick it to him this morning.