It’s 2AM, and I still haven’t fallen asleep, I have I Love Lucy on my bedroom TV, and I’ve tried reading.
Why is it sometimes you just can’t sleep? For women I hear it’s hormones–even for us twenty-somethings–you know, PMS zits and all.
Well, I don’t give a darn WHY I can’t sleep, I just know I can’t.
Hm, maybe if I think about something really nice. . .like a nice piece of chocolate cake. . .yes. . .that’s. . .working. . .
I’m slapped awake by my ears.
Oh, man, my phone!
What’s the time?
I pull the comforter higher, and cover my head with a pillow. Right when I’m in warm, comfy dreamland, BAM, I’m popular at 7:22 in the morning–the sun isn’t up all the way, why should I be?
I hear a nasal voice on my machine, and ignore it.
I drift back to sleep and have a kookie dream about my dead cat raising from the dead and jumping into my arms.
I wake up. . .it’s ten–I work at home, so no biggy.
I get some oatmeal and toast and tea, and watch SpongeBob SquarePants follow by–yet again–I Love Lucy.
I decide to take a nice shower to get my day off good.
Hey, it would be nice to have clean dishes when I get out of the shower, so I load it up the washer and turn it on.
I’ll make this day happy if it kills me.
In my shower, I’m in steamy paradise, and lovin’ this new cinnamon bun body wash I bought yesterday.
I get out, dry of, power down, and spray myself with vanilla sugar body sparkle. I feel I lot better. . .clean and in my new jeans and comfy top.
“La de da de da”, walking to the kitchen I’m humming, “La de da de da. . .”
There are suds oozing out of the dishwasher!
Oh, gosh, oh gosh!
I turn it off–lovely–I’d put dish LIQUID in there instead of dishwasher soap!
“Oh, for the love a’ Mike!” I exclaim.
My brother comes in to help, and he uses a bowl and the bucket brigade technique to get the mountains of suds out of the washer.
We run the load, and it’s fine.
We look at each other and laugh–what a crazy scenario!
Right out of a sit-com.
I see now that ones mood depends on how they SEE a situation, not always the sitch it’s self.
When you set your mind to see the comedy in life, sometimes even a mess can turn out as the funniest story in your day!
(Author's note: yes, this DID really happen pretty much exactly the way I wrote it. . .even the dead cat dream.)
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