Ever had one of those days where you just start off behind. You wake up an hour late for work, or an important event, and try as you might, things just don’t get better.
You spring out of bed and race into the bathroom with hopes of getting back on track, only to have your hairbrush fall into the toilet. Convincing yourself that tangled locks matted from menopausal night sweats is a good look for you, you move on to the toothpaste which seems to be hermetically sealed in the tube.
Squeezing with all your might, it finally propels out with the force of a speeding bullet decorating your mirror. As you smear it from the mirror to your waiting toothbrush, and start brushing, it doesn’t take but a moment for you to realize… it is not toothpaste at all… but hemorrhoid cream. This is the when it dawns on you, It's going to be one of those days.
As you frantically rinse your mouth out and wonder if you have swallowed enough to call the poison control center, you have a choice to make. You can let the rest of the days events get to you, (Oh yes, there is more coming, there is ALWAYS more coming!) or you can try and see the humor in it all.
Humor is your only defense in times like these and will keep you from becoming a highlight on the six o’clock news. Keep things in perspective. Know that this is just today ( OK, maybe it’s been the whole week) but it will pass. Have faith!
So here’s to you my friends, to keeping our humor intact and not taking life to seriously…Even when our mouths smell like our backside!