Sufficient unto the day is the evil thereof. Back in Sunday School, I had to learn to speak in King James. Loosely translated, that means, enjoy yourself today, because tomorrow I shall smite thee. Oh boy!
Tomorrow, I have to deal with a major family problem, so today I’m going to:
Have jalapeños on my hamburger, followed by a roll of Tums and a night of dreams about sock puppets.
Pick a wedge in the pharmacy line at Wal-Mart.
Make a crank call to my ex.
Write totally unrelated comments on my friends’ blogs.
Touch as many oranges on the display as I want to before choosing the ones I want.
Wear a tank top without shaving my armpits.
A wise man once told me, “When life is peeing on your Cheerios, it’s time to take your Cheerios out of the urinal.” I truly have no idea what that means. I would guess that your outlook affects your problems as much as your problems affect your outlook.
I stepped out on the back porch at 6:30 this morning, and there was a deer standing on the nature trail right behind my house. She looked at me for a moment, and then calmly walked away. It’s going to be a good day.