Why do we have skunks?

You know?, they are a niusence..(okay I've tried every combination of letters available and can't figure out how to spell that word, but I think you know what I'm trying to spell)....always. I have a cousin that used to have a pet skunk. It was cute and it walked funny, but the first thing they did was cut off his stinkers. I know some people like that. Right after I met them, the first thing I wanted to do was to cut off their stinkers.

Sometimes, we just have to put up with people who stink in attitudes and behaviors as well as the way they really smell. I guess that is what the lesson for the night was for me. I smelled skunk smell all night long and got no sleep while Jenny lay there and slept like a baby. How could she sleep? It was very tempting to wake her up to share my misery. But, why should two of us be miserable?

I guess what I'm trying to say is that in life we have occasional stinkers that show up and we will have to deal with them as they do. They won't always be able to be "fixed" like my cousin's little skunk. SO DEAL WITH IT!!!!

Did I say I hate skunks?

So all that aside, my day was pretty bad, but I think I brought most of it on myself. I skipped lunch so when five o'clock rolled around I could stop my work and go straight to typing the paper that was due at six thirty. Of course writing the paper took up that time and I missed eating my lunch before my class, so I ate when I got home at ten. That's a really bad time to eat, but oh well, I did it anyway.

I said originally that this would be a therapy for me. I should have used this more yesterday. Yesterday was a bad day in all. There is always someone worse off than me, I know and I'm reminded of that often. Just when I am the "downest" I get reminded from an e-mail, phone call, or note of some sort that it's not all about me.

thanks for listening