Another Daily Motivator

This one really expresses the "perspective" I try to live by.

I don't always succeed, of course, but it's good to be reminded. I am a subscriber to this site; owner says it's OK to share occasionally, but if you want to see more, click the last page. There is good stuff there.

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Ann

Dear Ann,
I could have used the daily motivator today.

I had the eye doctor appointment at 1:35. I started timing my departure early this morning so that all the house chores would be done the dogs would have eaten and had time to assimilate and poop, I would have time for a shower and try to not look like a cadaver, I could get gas for the car.

At 12:23 I went out and all my dogs were happy to go out, we walked around and they were into their own trails. so I came in to put on lip stick. That was a mistake.

Everyone came home except Jazzmin, whom I had to call and call for.

Here she comes! Tongue out and lolling happy, She crashed through the dog door and past my nose.

Good God, Almighty! What a stink!

I knew right away that she had found the remains of the rotted eggs from the last attempt at hatching. She had lolled and rolled and festuned herself. She was happy!

I was not.

I grabbed a towel and washed her down. No good. She could stop a train.

Off go my clothes, up she goes to the wash basin, shampooed and rinsed! Out she goes to the porch to dry!

At 5 minutes till one, off I drive. I was on time by three minutes.

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I left there at 2:30

Here it is, almost 6:15, and I can almost see.

I drove home blind as a bat.

I did look in and feed the chickens, who now have 19 eggs and one golf ball that they are in high expectations of hatching. Two chickens are doing this watch. I hope they can remain friends to the end.

Love,
Betty

Betty,

It sounds as though you would have created a somewhat different reality if you could. Sometimes the reality of other people, animals, and rotten eggs can get in the way.

Ann

Dear Ann,
I see you holding in that laugh.

I am fine now. Jazzmin is biding time. She is a sneaky dog, will look like she is contrite and, when you are not looking, she will be out looking for the rotten eggs.

I am not just another pretty face!

I dug a hole and put them down where she will not find them.

Love,
Betty