Today as Yesterday's Tomorrow

SAying for the Day: Do not worry about tomorrow it never comes.

It occurs to me that today is the tomorrow I was worried about yesterday.

You see I worried then (yesterday) that I would have nothing to blog about tomorrow( today).

If you follow that then let me tell you I was right.

If this is that tomorrow , which is the day after yesterday and not the day after today then I was right.

I have nothing to blog about today (yesterday’s tomorrow).

So some times it is okay to worry about tomorrow ( now today) because what we worry about happens. This then justifies yesterday’s worry by today’s experience.

Of course one could argue that since I blogged about the whole experience that I did have something to write about and therefore I should be worrying about tomorrow ( the day after today and not the tomorrow I worried about yesterday) when I won’t have anything to blog about.

But at least for today this part is done.

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News from Pigeon Falls– The little town in my back yard garden-Pigeon Falls is even dirtier today than it was yesterday. There is pigeon poop everywhere, gobs and gobs of it. Charlie, the guy that usually cleans the street and the statue says he ‘s not working until he finds out who is paying him. With the legal existence of the town in question there isn’t anybody to do that. The merchants who depend on the tourists may have to get together and either pay Charlie or hire somebody else. This is the sort of the thing we used to holler at the council for when it didn’t get done. But now there is no council.
Dr. Fortress is going to run a special marriage train for those people who want to go to the county seat for their marriage license . He will just charge half the usual fair and run his best coach. The only downside is that he will only do it once a month so everyone has to go on the same Saturday.
According to Nancy the ladies are convinced that the young blonde that visited the Bishop was his girl friend. Why don’t they just ask the guy? I guess its much more fun to speculate.
Another day without a dead pigeon. Perhaps, whoever it is has run out of ways to kill them or he may know that Eino has somebody watching for somebody to dump another one.
Despite all the problems life in the place that used to be Pigeon Falls goes on pretty much as normal. The farmers have begun planting, some tourists are still showing up, the lumber mill is running, and the trains come and go.
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Wild day. We got the new river bed made for the layout and painted. Betty cleaned house. Then the grandkids arrived four hours before we expected them. We took them out to eat and went grocery shopping. It is good to have them here. Well I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA