Whacked out Wednesday: Been a Bad Bad Day

“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.”
William Walsh

I read this today.  It gave me pause and an audible hmm.  I thought it was quite ironic because the first thing that hit me this morning was a sore throat, then cold shower,  hair  NOT making nice was quick to follow.  I ran out of makeup on the left side of my face, could not find my bra, and NO sugar for my coffee.  I get to work only to find that IRS has sent me a nasty little notice.  I mean really people, have they not anything better to do?  I ordered a sandwich for breakfast.  About half way through, I discovered mold!  Ah yes the joys of imperfections!!!!!!!!! NOT!  However,  I turned my effort on and switch to a new channel  to try to  “look beyond”.

“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.”
William Walsh

Salt water gargle and 4 Motrin later … sore throat gone.

Cold water shower…..did not even get in.  A wash rag and deodorant.  I truly feel sorry for the people I stand near today, but there was just no amount of looking beyond for this one. Temp this morning was 49 degrees.

Hair not making nice….  Brushed it backward, hair sprayed all the wiry parts down.  (hard as a helmet)  Haaaa Haaaa, I am still laughing at that person staring back at me in the mirror.  Thank goodness I am old, otherwise, I would seriously care and have to called in sick.

Makeup…. Who needs stinking makeup.  ME! (I said old, not dead!) I decided to keep the one sided made up face and only approach people from the right.  Goofy?  Yes, but I just keep reminding myself,  “happiness is not having perfection it is looking bey….,  yeah right.  But I am keeping the one side approach anyway and keep on moving on.

Bra….. This, my friends, is the saddest of all sit-chu-ta-shions.  Oh yes, this one almost made me crawl right back in to bed.  Have I said I am old?  Why yes, I think I have mentioned it a time or two.  Ladies, we all know what happens as we age.  Traveling south becomes a way of life, a direction that we fight like a dirty cat to water.  But no matter how far we stretch our arms out to catch the proverbial sides of the bathroom entrance, we eventually arrive kicking and screaming the whole way…….. south ………with Santa.  HA.  Nope, he is North with the Nip and Tuck group.  However, I throw on a hot but large sweat shirt this morning, which helped to complete the total package.  Picture- summer time, runny nose, helmet head, commercial for wrinkle free make up on one side only, boobies down to the naval (okay, beyond..whatever) , sweatshirt old lady.  Yep, that is right, I am the rather nasty visual I just implanted in your head.  UGH!

No sugar – none for my coffee and none from my hubs who just saw the same visual as you did, but in the flesh.  UGH, UGH.  He hands me a packet of hot chocolate mix and a can of cool whip to doctor the coffee with and promptly leaves without a word.  Not bad, on both his actions.

IRS- hmmmmmm, this one may prove to be the toughest of all to “look beyond”.  I am tackling this one head on.

“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect. It means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.”
William Walsh

Breakfast sandwich, breakfast sandwich, I am starving.  I have had a bad start and you, you just added the cherrr.., nope, the mold on top.    “look beyond the imperfections”  hmmm.  I dismantled and removed everything that was left, through the moldy English Muffin part away and ate the remaining bacon and egg.

Hey, none of that UUUUUUGGGGHH from you.  This is my morning and I am looking beyond.