Number of naps so far today: 0
Pieces of cake: 1
Number of bras worn: 0
Number of games have to go to: 1
Number of games want to go to: 0
Seriously. Today I was out at the pool and suddenly I saw something odd out of the corner of my eye. There, trying to get away, was a frog. I got out of the pool and found the net in order to save the thing because I knew there was no way he (she) would be able to get out on his (her) own. So I spent the next 15 minutes trying to save the thing. Against its will it would seem. Seriously. Me trying to save that frog was like a metaphor for my life. As hard as I try to do the right thing (because in the end everything would have been fine, the frog would only had a few seconds of discomfort as I walked it over to the bushes) it still backfires and I have to work that much harder.
The first time I got the frog out it promptly jumped past me and right back in. Then it realized it would be harder for me to get it if it went to the bottom of the deep end. So I got it out again, and because there was a fence behind me and I didn't have enough room to move quickly away, it jumped back in. The last time I had to chase that thing all over the pool, and when I finally got it I wasn't anywhere near the bushes, so I just threw him (her) over the wall. Yep. It wasn't far (a few feet to the patch of grass), but still, you'd think a frog would know when you were trying to save it from a date with the filter.
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