Well, I made it.  It is February 29, and since that only happens once every four years, that's a good sign.  When the last February 29 occurred, I wasn't aware of just how lucky I am.  This time, I can say that the world is a better place to live, emphasis on the word live.  I was listening to NPR this morning and there was a person discussing the idea that after viewing a NASCAR race, people in one of the southeastern states go out and drive like they are part of the race.  I confess that when I was younger and after viewing a racing movie, I tended to do a similar thing, but I never really thought I was skilled enough to drive at nearly 200 MPH.  I wonder if here in GH, if after viewing the Coast Guard Fest activities, whether people get the urge to go out and rescue people.  Just a thought.  As it turns out, the Daytona 500 was won by a real professional driver near 1:00 AM on Tuesday morning.  That didn't give me the desire to go out and race cars in the dark of night.  I hope that people recognize the need to have professionals do those things for which professionals are trained.  Here in GH we are blessed with many fine people who are trained in medicine, fire prevention and skills like plumbing and electrical work.  As a famous movie actor said in one of his most famous roles, "A man has got to  know his limitations."  Yesterday, Mary and I purchased the new shelf for my office.  It will look and perform perfectly.  It too will be built by professionals, somewhere in Indiana or Ohio.  When we were out later,  I got word that my new glasses are ready for pick up.  Once again, the professionals have done their job.  My thoughts are that if you can get someone to do that which you can't do, or don't want to do, then you should.  See Adam, I do pay attention.  We picked Sugar up from the professionals yesterday, all clean and in spite of my worries, she was fine.  Mary was right, the anxiety was mine, not Sugar's.  The professionals took good care of her.  Well, those are just some thoughts I have on why you should leave the professional work to professionals.  Now, if I just had a clamp.  Tea time.