THE OLD WELL THAT WAS FUN.....
--Every so often, usually after
a rough spot or two I'll look at my wife when things start to return to normal
and whisper," Well that was fun." And then of course we'll both start
laughing like a couple of old fools.
--It's not much but it sort of breaks the ice and lets of a little of
the pressure of the last few days and that's what really counts. Other wise
we'd both probably go whack a doodle crazy chasing our tails and howling at the
moon cursing the universe and all it entails.
--And besides a good laugh can go along ways especially when your knee
deep in muck and mire, or just coming out of a rough patch.
--Of course my wife has sort of gotten used to my refusal to follow the
norm after all these years so we find it a lot easier to crack a smile and have
a chuckle or two when the chips are down, or were just cleaning up the mess of
a rough patch.
--I guess even a old pink hat wearing fool can learn a few things over
the years if he keeps plugging along.....
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