It's been a helluva weekend, folks. Gacked out on questionable food Saturday morning. Frozen pipes this morning. I'm waiting for the next shit storm, but I'm like that. I figure if I always expect the worst, I'm rarely disappointed, and if the best happens instead, I'm pleasantly surprised. Not that I don't always hope for the best, but since it rarely happens, my bases are covered.
I like to think of myself as a pessimistic optimist. (Or an optimistic pessimist... whichever floats my boat at the time.)
Right now, I'm feeling back to semi-normal again, and the pipes are thawed. Unfortunately, the result of all the misfortunes of the weekend is no writerly work. I really need to get back in the groove, but while you're waiting for the other shoe to drop, it's hard to get the creative juices flowing. We'll see what tonight brings. Maybe I'll be able to work tomorrow.
Keep your head down, and in the words of the immortal Red Green, keep your stick on the ice*.
(*Thanks to Wordvixen for reminding me to credit Red Green. Gotta love a guy who thinks of duct tape as the handyman's secret weapon.)
The Long Trek Back
2 weeks ago
3 comments:
Red Green?
LOL, definitely. The guy's my hero. "And remember... If the women don't find you handsome, they should at least find you handy."
Thanks for reminding me to give him credit in the post. =o)
:) You're welcome! It took me a moment to place the quote, and then I just had this image of Red winding his fishing line....
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