|pardon me, cat|
Yesterday I just felt out of sorts.
I felt kerbobbled.
My jokes and my storytelling was crashing and burning.
You might find this hard to believe,
but I find most of my affirmation when people laugh at the things I say.
Yesterday morning, I sucked at my job.
I could not snap out of the crappiness that was the start to my day.
It's continuing now with Blogger telling me "crappiness" is spelled wrong.
It's probably not a word.
I don't want to end this post with a scripture verse.
I don't want to end with anything inspiring.
I just want to tell you that running away to an island that moves is always my first option on days when I fail in a major way.
Also, can you believe this is a real picture of a cat?!