Saturday, June 25, 2011

My New Montra...



Anger indeed is a condition and one that I personally do not wish to carry along with all the other baggage I currently own.

I am making a vow to not worry about the following:

Anything I can't change including any crooked things on me...I'll just wait for the two fer deals at my orthopedic's office.


Critters that have legs and might crawl into my home...the key word here is might and besides my kitties love a little extra protein snack every now and then.


The grey hairs that magically reappear no matter how many times Ms. Clarol visits...grey is the new chic in my ra world.


Medications that I take that might make me allergic...I mean what was Benadryl invented for?


Children that are now adults...if they get lost along the way...I'll buy them a new gps.


The dust bunnies hiding under the beds...kitty fur makes a great dust magnet and they love hiding under the beds.


Having to cook breakfast, lunch or dinner...Did anyone say quiche, quiche, quiche? I love this dish! No wonder why!


The mounds of laundry that seem to grow without having to water either...I have named my piles. Pile one is Mango's new bed. Pile two is Moomee's hiding spot and pile three is there to balance out pile one and two.


Bills in every form, the mailed, electronic, and recurring ones...ever notice that in the word bills is the word ills? I wonder if I give them one of my medications they will be cured?


The grass that always needs to be maintained...I figure if we don't water it, it won't grow which means it doesn't need to be mowed.


Ringing phones...let it go to the message center. I have recorded a new message asking all callers for a donation. Are we betting my phone won't be ringing much longer.


Cleaning the bathrooms...I no longer have bathrooms.  Mine are now named penicillin labs.


Making the bed...if I get any strange looks from company, I simply explain that I am an artist and this is my new canvas.  Don't they just love my new art piece that I spent hours creating?

Yes, I will try my hardest not to worry any longer...why bother, it just makes for more wrinkles.
from www.ahajokes.com

7 comments:

Dutch said...

I love this entry. It is how I have been feeling lately. I had tons to do today but instead only did one load of laundry & watched tennis. I am also ready to go to bed & it is only 7:30. Love these kinds of days.

Jan said...

Wonderful. I especially like the last doggy about wrinkles! The sarcasm and humor lifted my spirits. Thanks.

Cathy said...

I gave in to the gray hairs several years ago. Now, they are just a part of me. :)

The Denver Shrink said...

Luckily being blond, I don't get gray mine are white...but that is what FOIL HIGHLIGHTS and an amazing hair dresser are for ( I can sit under the heater, looking like I am Schizophrenic with my Tin Foil Hat, and wait for my noon methadone to kick in).Can't beat that!

Deb aka murphthesurf said...

Dutch...7:30 IS my check in time for bed..lol! We have so much in common!
Jan...He is my mascot this weekend as my kitties have given me bruises with their paw paws pouncing on me all the time. Attack the big lady laying in bed for food! Attack they say! I tell them they had better watch out or I will bring in a guard dog :-)
Cathy...I am with you about that grey. But I must still have some vanity pulsing in my blood...I eventually give in and get em dyed.
The Denver Shrink...RLOL! Welcome to my blog! And how did you manage to get such a great pain reliever? Glad to hear someone is having luck getting proper pain management...gives me a tad bit of faith in our medical community again.

Seeking Solace said...

That's why I have such a great hair stylist! She is a whiz with color!!!!

Deb aka murphthesurf said...

Seeking Solace...Thank you for your comment! I envy you, I really do :-) I would go to a hair stylist but have bad neck issues. I can't use their sinks. I did the hair stylist for years until the past 4-5 whereby I could no longer put my neck back for the rinse in their sinks. I haven't found one...yet...that is willing to let me try to put my head forward rather then lay back. I am left to do my own dye job at home. It is a tragic comedy to watch. Thus...grey is becoming my favorite color of late :-) Mmmmm...might make a comedy video I can post here :-) Yeah, I know..but I have never taken myself too serious with this ra.