|Nov 06 2008|
Having spent hours on the phone and in email with shrinks, lawyers, etal, a fleeting thought passed. Federal Witness Protection Program. If I witnessed something not supposed to, my lifecould get re-arranged for me and leave chaos behind save the one child. I laughed at the thought which in reality creates even more chaos. Not to mention leaving the blind behind to lead the blind would most certainly end in disaster. Ah, well. It did make me smile which has its own therapeutic value. Now to get off this chair and move to the shower and the endless to do list that does nothing but grow bigger. My life on post-it notes. I swear they have conjugal rights and proliferate while I sleep at night. Thank G-d (and much to my chagrin) I lose most of them.
I wish for all of us to have at least one fleeting moment of humor every now and again. Longer and more frequent in time, and more rational ones would be preferred!
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