Silent victories always put a smile on my face

I just love waking up to the sound of birds outside my window at 5 am, listening to the sound of workboots pacing above me and walking in my shared garage to find a clutter of trailer trash. Ok, maybe not so trailer-ish, but a go-cart, a used stainless steel Char-broil grill, things that you find after a bad garage sale. Oh, and did I mention my neighbor is a garbage man/landscaper – yes this man multi-tasks but he paces at 5 am!! Anyway, aside from that seeing an ‘ex’ last night at my game with his new wifey & dog in tow was so out of pocket, but at least I’ve aged much better than him (and stayed in shape) in the last 13 years. I’m not sure she saw me or knew of me, but he did because when she returned from the ice cream man, they bolted out of there. And we did win the game by the way, my injury isn’t deterring me from going 1 for 3, with 2 sacs and a RBI single and playing 2B as if I was still in high school.