It’s been one of those weeks already and it’s only Tuesday. There’s so much pressure at work right now, so much as I work to change my work habits and be a more productive employee. Along with other pressures going on in life…Parker calls me tonight on my way to men’s chorus to ask me a favor—could he bring his two cats back to our house while he and Richard, his boyfriend, are trying to sell Richard’s condo. What am I to say? He feels bad about adding the stress to me…but our options are limited. So, now I’m the crazy cat man. Four cats. One who hasn’t liked me since the day we drove to Memphis to pick him up from the shelter, and another who doesn’t even realize I exist because she’s so hyper.
It’s just been a surreal week. There are so many things rambling around in my head, no time to stop and breathe. I’m tired. I’m stressed and in way over my head. It just seems that the powers of fate don’t always go the way we think they are going to go.
Here’s my confession: So, life has seemingly dumped an orchard full of lemons in my life….so I’m going to do all I can…I’m just going to make me some lemonade. Circumstances in life don’t always come as we plan…there’s often not a damn thing we can do about them. Just take them as they come and deal with them. That’s what I’m going to do. Lemonade, anyone? I’m about to make a fresh pitcher!
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