The World in This Hour
I honestly do not know where to begin. I’ve attempted to write an entry in the last week or so, only to tap my fingers on the keys in a musical rhythm. This writer’s block could be contributed to numerous things all of which are a killjoy in a social setting. (Isn’t the blog world a wide social scene? Except wearing a bra is optional?)
Last week, I slid my truck on black ice and knocked down an old lady’s fence. There isn’t anything that can dampen your mood and ruin your day more than ramming your truck into an elderly lady’s fence. To make it a little more stinky…I stepped in moose poop on my way to knocking on her door to introduce myself and say, “Hey, I rammed my truck into your fence. Sorry about that, but do you have some napkins?”
When I finally got to work, I laid my laptop on my desk and the general manager asked to speak to me. Long story short, I was one of four people to be laid off from my company. One of ten thousand people nationwide. Nothing makes a bad day even worse than being laid off your job and losing your health insurance.
I allowed myself a day of moping and made little snide comments to the husband like, “Well, you still have your job,” which he didn’t find very amusing and reminded me that I still had a business to run and a book to write. And oh yeah, if I got around to it, could I make meat loaf for dinner?
I like the fact that my husband is an optimist.
On the other scope of things, the kids are happy and healthy. All are busy with their numerous activities: hockey, music, Spanish class, soccer and dance class. Chewy, our five month old puppy is weighing in at thirty-five pounds and loves to bury his snout in my husband’s shoes and fall asleep. Disturbing, but oddly, my husband finds this flattering.
And on that note, I will be back to a more organized writing schedule.
Stay tuned.
