So today was a little strange even for me.
It started out a little off kilter. I think my body is trying to make me a morning person and I don’t like it.
So I’m rebelling a little bit and I hit the snooze button even though I was already awake lying there in the bed asking why are you doing this to me body, why? We had this agreement about sleeping. That sleep is good now the rules are changing and it’s just not fair. The upside of this is that I’m not a peppy morning person so it’s only slightly good news I’m still up early but thankfully there aren’t any high gears installed with morning person me so it is a low speed and quiet. So the low impact me I can handle I think, because bright lights and peppy in the morning are bad.
Other times of the day both are acceptable with abandon even, just not in the morning
So I share my whole new twist about the one snooze button with Hoover. He says, Ah look at you all grown up now. HURTFUL (insert aghast and a pitiful look)
So I hang my head and what was a happy little low speed morning just been popped like a mean kid killing a happy little balloon animal, Thanks I would like just one little win but no you have to crush it like a bug.
Oh and no matter what Hoover says, I’m not a girl. I’m not and you can’t prove anything.
What ocean smell? I don’t smell the ocean we are hundreds of miles from the ocean. Are you sure you smell the ocean? Couldn’t be you must me wrong. OH look, a nickel.
Anyway the whole day sort of progressed slightly askew.
Everything I was feeling all happy about someone was there to pop my balloon. It’s like a test or something just how fragile is your self esteem there invisible boy. It was like the world was saying I think we can make it cry, poke it with a stick again, yeah it will cry now.
Ouch and what not.
Then as if popping my menagerie of balloon animals was not enough, then I was told I look at the world funny, to which I still say, Nope I think I look at the world just fine.
Which I was talking to about that the other day with the dancing rabbit that sometimes things just get in the way of how we see the world. I don’t really think it’s a matter of cleaning our lens but just looking at the world and the people in it from a place of excitement and not of routine.
You can see the same person everyday for the rest of your life and have that person bring a smile to your face every day that you see them. Now that smile will sometimes be beaming and others just a warm feeling inside of familiarity.
All those things we let build up just get in the way and all the supposed conversations we have rather than actually having the conversations.
We let all the things of the world and all the days blind us to what is really there. So I still say I see the world just fine.
In other news
As I mentioned Doodle came over last evening for dinner and a movie. She is so fun to watch a movie with because she invests in what is going on in the story. So we are watching Despicable Me last night and near the end during the rescue and the last one is ready to go and then that thing happens
Doodle goes… oh… no… and throws her hands up and is very worried for the character
Now I mean this in the best way possible because she does enjoy the movies she enjoys and it is good to spend time with her and while she is a young woman she can still be just into a movie with her dad and brother.
Litter box thought
Isn’t when you least expect it right after someone says, I’ll get you when you least expect it. I mean really because you are distracted by when will they get me certainly not now because they are telling me it will be some other time when I don’t expect it, but then you’ll always expect it from then on except right then.
That’s all for now, other stuff tomorrow
Happy Birthday if it’s your birthday and a very merry un birthday if it isn’t your birthday
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