You’ve not heard from me in a few days. But, I can’t think of what to say. Me. At a loss for words. Someone check outside to see if it’s raining toads…
Go on, I’ll wait.
I’m selling and buying houses this week, dealing with sick kids and husband. I have dental appointments and projects to get done, funerals and there’s always a sink full of dishes wanting their fair share of attention. And laundry hampers. And gaping baby maws.
But I have nothing to write about. Somehow the world seems less funny this week. I have butterflies in my stomach about all of these ongoing events, and I am worried that I will fall at any minute to the major stomach bug that’s been going around.
This may be that OVERWHELMED feeling I hear tell about. Hmmm…. what does one do to get over it? I guess going through it is the only way.
When I have a breakthrough, I will let you know.
Yes, yes. Going through is the option. I remember, back when I worked in a big office building, I walked in one morning and greeted the doorman. He asked how I was that day and I muttered something like, “Alive. How are you?” He grinned and said, “I’m breathing, so it’s a blessed day!”
Sometimes when things are a bit much, I remember him and it makes me feel better. And sometimes it makes me wish I could go back and smack him in the head.
every day above ground is a good day.
quote from Sarah Pezzini “Witchblade”
It might not seem helpful, Em, but as they say, “This, too, shall pass!” And I wish you a quick passage!
When you’re feeling up to it. come back down the bayou because I fulfilled your request for photos from the back deck . . . .
BW
Hey you!!! Come see the photos in “A different point of view”