There comes a time

The other day, a rainy day much like this one, only rainy elsewhere, I was on the phone with D. We're so much alike. Always veering off, trying new things. Somehow the conversation jumped from drums to construction. I told him I'd like to be a track hoe operator. I've been watching one work just outside of town, digging up muck. I love the way it moves. The way it whips around so smoothly. Not sure if I could control the bucket, I said. Looks a bit tricky. But I love heavy equipment. Scrapers, loaders, graders, crawler tractors, excavators. Bring it on. So now, as it rains, I'm looking over the heavy equipment operator course offered by SIAST. It's mighty tempting. Especially for someone who wants to build a new road. Leave a mark. Run a big machine.