As fragile as a...
Ever have those days where you wake up and it’s a feeling in your bones…it may just be one of th-ooo-se days?
I woke up today with a sore head and a sore throat – feeling as fragile as an eggshell.
Shower, rouse the kids…my shell took a battering…well have you ever tried to rouse a 14 year old who is on a teenage hormone inflicted altered body clock??? Yeah…bet your eggshell took a battering too!
Finally get everybody out the door…driving down the freeway…my nerves took a battering…get – out – of – my – way!!! Arggggg
Arrive at the office to several minor calamities, none of which I was either equipped or inclined to deal with…that eggshell is not looking really flash about now…just…managing…to…hold…together…
Where did I put my lunch? Oh darn I left it on the bench at home…along with my wallet! OK so beg borrow or steal…yep…small cracks appearing…
OK some positive thinking as I devoured the 5 water crackers and only just out of date cheese I found in the fridge at work and my 6th cup of coffee for the day…I (sing along if you know the words) I will survive, as long as I know how to love I know I’ll be alright…
Feeling the love the afternoon soon reveals the best is yet to come…calamity abounds as the only just out of date cheese turns out to be quite offensive to my fragile eggshell coated stomach…looks like I’m off home…crack…
Arrive in the door after a particularly road rageous drive home…race in to find…oh for goodness sake who left the dog in the house this morning? Well it was all too much as Rufus bounded on top of me with a face full of mischief and the feathers from my pillows…
I mean how much can an eggshell take…?
