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This past week could pretty much have been described as "crummy"...Non-Relenting Crummy

I usually rise above Crummy without a problem...Crummy can be dealt with...Non-Relenting Crummy will wear a body down...

Run-of-the-Mill Crummy gets cast to the side by laughter and thankfulness...some looking outside of one's self...and resolution...both internal and of the external...Goofy cats, spastic little House Wrens, deer in the back yard ...bossy bassets...E.L.O. on the stereo...thoughts of friends...our son...and a little back-bone straightening...all of these can handily rout Routine Crummy...

Unfortunately, NRC often comes knockin' where there is no foreseeable resolution...of the internal or of the external...maybe of both...of a Big Problem...

NRC can be a side symptom of Control Freak (Out)...sometimes the problem that wants resolving cannot be Put on a List or Researched to the Nth Degree or Reasoned With...sometimes you just have to go along for the ride...do the best under given circumstances...and remember to breathe...

While trying to remember that someone, somewhere, has it worse than you do...usually a lot of someones in a lot of somewheres...

(yes, that old there-are-starving-children-in-_ _ _ _ _ line your mom fed you at the dinner table along with something green, slimy and inedible was/is true...and no, it doesn't often make one want to eat the green, slimy and inedible stuff any more than that type of reasoning can often pull one out of downward travelin' NCR)

Unfortunately, as Mr G and DS will assuredly agree, my memory skills are, let us say, lacking...

This past week, Thursday to be exact, a flock of Canadian Geese flew low and fast over our backyard...pretty much over the back deck...for a few exhilarating moments, my heart soared up along with those honkin' geese...NRC fell away...

Wouldn't it be loverly and warm if I could say the moment that chased the darkness away with a relentless light brought me to my senses and all was well? I wish I was that spiritually evolved...but I am decidedly not...

The moment was glorious...but quickly I fell back into Crumminess...ah, shame on me...

That reminds me of that old joke about the man/woman/whomever prayin' that asked God for a sign...and while the thunder rolled, the angels heralded and the flashin' lights flashed, the person continued to pray "just a sign, any sign"...

Maybe if the geese had been in formation spellin' out "It's Okay...God Has Got This One"...

But then again...maybe not...because I'm dense like that some times...I'd have probably been busy fussin' at Callie for chewing on Mikey's ear, dumping basset drool out of the water bowl and talking to Mr G on the cell...because he's a Lucky Man, that's why...

You Are Not In Charge Of Fixing All The Problems All The Time (or, to keep it short, Y.A.N.I.C.O.F.A.T.P.A.T.T....why is the word "fat" in there?...yet another message from the Universe?) is a lesson I keep having to re-learn...

We all have life lessons that are hard for us to absorb...Not trying to control everything within drivin' distance and remembering that, sometimes, there is not a Happy Ending...only an Acceptable Ending...(or even a Well, I Did The Best I Could ending...) appear to be be 2 of the biggies for me...

well...those two and Pastries Are Not A Health Food...