This ain't the Army

Going on 25 years ago, not long after the Army said “Check’s in the mail. Don’t call us, we’ll call you. So long. Been good to know you. Don’t let the door hit you in the a$$,” my wife, who had a job to go to (and it wasn’t like I hadn’t tried – written dozens of letters listing the abilities and experience gained since leaving high school, but for some reason demand was not high for a 44-year-old Army infantry/cavalry/MI sergeant), handed to me a list. She said, “Do you think you could get to these today?” Just like Robert E. Lee often said to a general, “If you find it in your abilities, I would appreciate it if you could remove those people from that hill,” which every general before Gettysburg knew meant, “Get you’re a$$ up that hill,” although Marse Bob would never say those words. So after Gen. Wife left, I looked at the list, and I said, “If I were still in the Army, I could get this and this done, half of these two, and start on this one, but no way do I get these last two done.” But then I realized I was no longer in the Army, and prioritizing the tasks meant all held No. 1 position. Welcome to Civilianness.