…that when I deliver priceless gems like “Turn off the lights, flush the toilet, say thank-you” to the kids, it has a life span of nary a split second, but if I say something stupid, their memories seize onto it like Super Glue for all of eternity?
…that my cats howl and whine for breakfast when there is still food in the bowl from dinner?
…that a work day can feel like eternity, but a Saturday or Sunday whips by in the blink of an eye?
…that the smaller the town, the bigger the egos that dwell there?
…that when things are going well, we are supposed to thank God and sing praises, but when things are going bad, we aren’t supposed to hold God accountable? (And where do I find a gig where I get credit for everything positive but am off the hook for everything negative?)
…that damn near everything that is good for me tastes like crap?
…that the more money someone makes at work, the less it seems they actually do or know?
…that I only run into people I know when I haven’t combed my hair or am dressed like I let the kids choose my outfit in the dark?
…that being broke gives me the insatiable urge to go shopping?
…that the car’s gas tank only hits “E” when I am in a hurry and am running late for work?
…that I could think of a million questions until I actually started to type this post?
*”Why?” image courtesy of Jerry Reynolds Photography*