Scrambled eggs

If you ever had to describe your brain, what would it be? Mine would be scrambled eggs for the last couple of days. It seems like I'm chasing farts in the wind, as I come across one problem to another. Forgot to load up some hardware for my work before leaving the house, soooo back home iI go. Then a dump truck must have lost it's load on I85 as rocks were scattered across the interstate and they had to shut down four lanes. It just went sideways from there and it's not worth reliving. What I really want to do, is be at the new school, handing out cards, visiting businesses, and getting to know my community there. All in good time I suppose. God is good. Some of the words that keep me moving forward when I'm trying to balance the word on toothpicks. Thanks for listening. Booyah