When in doubt – flee. This is my motto for today.
I was excited to have an active cat because I’ve had mice in my house before, but then I read that a sign of affection is when a cat presents his dead prey to you. In your bed probably … this would cause me to have an instant heart attack.
I was telling Dr. Hurt that I am one slip on the ice from ending up in a nursing home. If I broke a hip (God forbid) and couldn’t exercise for a long time; I would be angry, exhausted and mean. Someone would surely push me down the stairs.*
I wrote the above on an overcast, cold February day - yesterday. I was talking with some other people saying the mood of the organization is just awful right now. I blame February and lack of sun. If you have fillings in your teeth – the metal kind – and accidently chewed tinfoil or smacked your funny bone on your elbow (which is the furthest thing away from “funny” you can get) … this is February to me. Probably, I, and others who share in the “negative mood because it is the dead of winter” blues should exhaust themselves through vigorous exercise, medicate, or just rise above all emotion and chill until March. I apologize for all of my negative behavior since February 1 and until the end of the month.
*Favorite quote: “Some people are like Slinkies. They aren't really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to my face when I push them down a flight of stairs.”