Wednesday, August 4, 2010

The Omen

bird pooping

I have been feeling an unusual amount of stress lately. I won't get too graphic with the details, but suffice it to say that I have been in a funk. Really since Lily was born.... but that's a whole other post or multiple posts. I have been worried about money, I have been worried about Dave, I have been worried about the kids. I worry especially about the lack of motivation I seem to feel about cleaning, among other things. I also way over-booked myself last month. So this morning I decided when I woke at 6:00 because I couldn't sleep that I would go walking. So I donned my tennies and left. I got myself all worked into a tizzy and then a felt a splat on my cheek. I thought I'm not crying what is that? Well it was bird poop. A bird pooped on my face today. Gross. I thought great, that's just great, you know kinda like icing on the cake, but not. I think it might have been an omen. I think things are going to get crappier. I sure hope not! There's my positive side, I knew I had one somewhere! (that was sarcasm) sigh. Being deficated on by a bird is about all the extra feces I can take right now.

8 comments:

Leca said...

I think the omen means it can't get any worse. Things will be looking up from here. It's a good thing. Later when you are ready to laugh about it we'll talk. Cause seriously-- bird poop on your face-- that's soooooo funny!

Margene said...

Gross. Things will get better. Your kids think you are wonderful and so does your mother. All your friends think you are wonderful and can do wonderful things, too. So there are more postive things to think about.

Bella said...

I was clicking on the "next blog" link and came across your blog. What a great and candid post. I was laughing hysterically (not at you) but the way you told the story. The picture is great too!

Emily said...

Oh crap! That's just what you get for keeping your chin up Melissa! Does school start for your kids soon? It does here & even though this summer was fun, it was a little busy for me. I need my downtime! Hang in there. Keep writing - you're good at it!

Adam and Melisa said...

Holy Crap...literally! I feel your funk sista! Maybe you should throw all caution to the wind and come visit Utah! I know it doesn't help much...but I have the same worries! Hang in there...and don't look up!

Julie said...

What can I say except sh!t happens! Get in the car, drive to St. George, and I'll treat you to cafe rio. That'll cheer us both up! Love you!

Heather said...

I hear you sister! I feel the same way. The funk has been bad and I am trying very had to get out of it! We should talk sometime or meet up at Costco! :)

the McPhersons said...

Reading your blog is like sitting next to you in relief society all over again - :) You are so funny and such a good writer. I can just hear your voice in what you write. We should get together sometime - or at least chat on the phone. Time gets away from me and it's been way too long since we caught up. :)