Apparently, I set the bar awfully high in my last blog post as to the conditions of my return – to be rested and cheerful. Considering what’s still going on in my life, god knows when either of these conditions will ever be met. For sure, there’s light at the end of the tunnel but it seems to be coming from a 15W bulb.
So, as a distraction (an escape?) I’m back. And what have I got to say? Not much. But I’m determined to churn out an upbeat blog post.
(ten minutes have passed – trying to come up with something positive – it’s not happening…)
Bloody hell. I’m stumped. This is so not me. I’m going to have to resort to an attempt at humour – at my own expense.
I SHOULD NEVER HAVE WRITTEN THAT! I just knocked over my coffee mug – coffee all over the kitchen counter and on and in the stove! Shit. (I would have found this amusing - had it happened to someone else.)
About the attempt at humour at my own expense? I’m limiting it to two more. Consider the coffee spill # 1.
# 2 – Tripped on a mat in the fruit and vegetable section of the grocery store the other day and my cart hit a full basket of lemons. An intriguing and almost beautiful fall-out from the encounter, but still…embarrassing and a pain in the ass to pick up.
# 3 – Finally lost it with the site supervisor in charge of renovations next door. (Horrendous noise, reverberations and blocking of my driveway since September.) So, there I am – in a rage – standing in the mud pit of a front yard beside some effing loud machine – arms flailing, voice raised (and wobbly), a few tears (of frustration) – giving him holy hell. Very, very effective – particularly the tears bit. I should have done this months ago. Every workman who observed this scene now nods to me with a quiet hello and stays a safe distance from the crazy lady. No more blocking of the driveway, stomping about on my front yard or walking on my roof. Looking and behaving like an idiot can work. (Although not with lemons.)
Have these accounts of my follies and foibles made you smile? A bit? They worked for me. I’m smiling. Success – from my end.
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