Fog

This morning the fog was so bad on the way to work that I almost turned around and went back home to wait until the sun had a chance to burn more of it off before heading out again. I swear, I could only see about 15 feet ahead of me and to be driving on the Interstate with other cars going anywhere from 60 mph to 75 mph was just crazy. If I had a more understanding manager I would have gone back home, but I didn’t. I was so thankful to arrive at work safe and sound and almost got down and kissed the ground, but didn’t want to get dirty in my work clothes, so I said a prayer of thanks and gratitude instead.