Just when your having a bad day

November 18, 2008

I get not just one e-mail’s but two from my favorite famous uncle. Nothing more than a slide show presentation about nature and the other images of friendship.

I woke up at some ungodly hour with a drippy nose followed by a child that did not want to go back to sleep at 5am and it is still dark outside. No convincing her that if the sun is sleeping so should small children. But it was not until my loveofmylife chimed in with a list of complaints about last night’s babysitter not washing the pans out properly and not vacuuming the floor that I lost it. I truly blew a fuse. I starting screaming at the top of my lungs at 9am about his late night meetings and how he has no room to talk because he is never around to see how much work has already been done.

There must be a cultural difference of how dirty you can leave a pan and hope that the dishwasher will clean it all up for you. Needless to say it has been a bad day, a day you threaten your partner with walking away from the situation.  Fantasizing about running away and becoming a  waitress in a diner on route 66.

But I digress. I got these lovely two e-mails that perked me right up and sent my thoughts in the direction of how good we as a family have it, if we are only talking about a few pieces of rice left inside a pan, and some crumbs on the floor. Did I forget to mention I have terminal cancer?

Thank you Favorite uncle.


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