This morning was rough. By 11 I was done for. Actually, I was sitting in my darkened hallway(the bulb is out) with two puppies trying to, at once, console me and bite each other’s heads off at the same time. It was silly things, really. Nothing majorly catastrophic happened. Life is good. Just a bunch of little knocks that end up leaving you feeling broken, on the ground, crying. I felt like a rain cloud was literally following me everywhere.
Amongst other things that were already making me feel down, there was a dog that didn’t let me get ten seconds of work in before she cried wolf that she needed to go out(we’re not calling Penny’s bluff on that one as she’s relearning how to be housebroken) and then spent ten minutes doing nothing. In the rain. She did that five more times. She’s a peach, I tell you. Once I looked like a wet dog myself, I dried my hair and tried to put myself together deciding a hot bath would be just the ticket. So I went to start my bath only to have the shower turn on, soaking a good part of my head. The tears came flowing faster than that shower did.
I knew it was stupid. I knew I was seriously pitiful sitting in that hallway. But I cried and felt glad that no one could see me. Because sometimes, friends, you just have to cry like nobody’s watching. They say if you don’t laugh you’ll cry, I just forgot to laugh that time. Whoops!
Side note: Penny Lane really is the sweetest, I just think she liked the rain a lot more than I did today.