I’m a crab this morning. My personal life has become a little complicated and it’s bogging me down. I tend to have a long list of things to do on Mondays, but today I’m looking at it and thinking – Ugh.
My inner drill sergeant says, It’s Monday, Kahler, get off your ass! But today I don’t have the enthusiasm for the list, and there’s nothing I hate more than grumbling my way through a task. (Well, there’s bigotry. I hate that more. But that’s not on my list.)
I know from experience I’ll wake up tomorrow – I tend to have a maximum 24-hour turnaround on bad moods – and feel great. I’ll have enthusiasm for the same tasks I’m dreading today.
So, I’m going for a drive. My mother bought me an early Christmas gift of a gas grill (Thanks, Mom!) but it’s missing a part. The part is at Lowe’s, in Española, about a 45-minute drive south of Taos. The road curves through Taos Canyon, past the Gorge, and along the Rio Grande. The drive is beautiful and meditative, just what I need today. And who knows, maybe later I’ll cook up a little BBQ goodness. Screw you, inner drill sergeant.
What do you do when crabbiness derails your day?
Monday, August 30, 2010
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I clean the crap I stepped off my naked feet, cause thats the way I roll, when I roll the wrong way. I grab some toilet paper from the toilet paper roll in the closest bathroom I can find while hopping on my clean foot. Cause the last thing you want to do when you have stepped in dog doo doo is mush it in deeper. I wipe and wipe, then flush it down the toilet, then I calmly sit on the edge of the Tub, and rinse my foot while scrubbing it with a brillo type disposable scouring pad. The I toss the pad out and go on my merry way, with a little more caution but still barefoot, cause thats the way I roll. And anyway why ruin a good buzz by encumbering your feet with socks and shoes, when your'e only going to the Koi pond to feed the fish.
life on the poo poo surface
Oh, Tusk. That's all.
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