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.