Antlers at Vail, Condominiums and Conference Center

What is happening to me?

I woke up this morning and as 300,000,000 other Americans or so do, I brushed my teeth.  Big difference though on this particular morning; I turned the water off while I moved the Johnson & Johnson, soft bristle, blue handled Flintstone toothbrush from side to side.  For 30 or 40 seconds I didn’t waste water.

I’m not usually a breakfast person, but on this day I felt like eggs and maybe a slice of watermelon.  I look into the bowels of my refrigerator and no eggs or watermelon or anything else that wasn’t in a beer can.  I need to go to my local grocer and restock.  I gather my car keys and some currency.  I start the car and have no gas.  Leaning against the wall in front of the car is my bike.  “Why not”, I say to myself.  I peddle to the City Market, purchase what fits it my back pack and proceed home for what is now a well deserved breakfast.  Didn’t have to buy gas, drive the car, use those plastic grocery bags and I got some excersise.   

When I’m at work here at the Antlers, I move around the building quite a bit.  I also wait alot for an elevator.  Today I decide to take the steps rather than stare at the floor looking stupid while I waste precious minutes of my life wondering if the cable car will ever come to my floor.  “Walk the steps” I tell myself.  “I’ll get there faster, help preserve my girlish figure and I can save the Antlers a dime”.  Those elevators use a lot of energy.

I get home from work and want to eat again.  The few dishes I have are dirty.  I wash them by hand.  Everything tastes better on the BBQ grill.  No reason to use 4 stove tops and an oven.  I need music when I eat (blues for BBQ, Sinatra for Italian sausage, etc), but the light bulb burned out over the stereo, so I replace it with a flourescent. I check my e-mails before I go to bed and then turn my computer off.  Now it’s time to brush my teeth again.

Nothing is really happening to me.  It just all seems to make sense.