I woke up at the crack of early because the painter called last night and said he was coming to work today. So far I haven’t seem him yet my stress is already growing. Having a house painted takes weeks due to weather and unexpected repairs that have to be made as they go along.

On Tuesday I get my teeth cleaned and I think I may have cracked a crown, or worse. Yet all things work together for good somehow.

Life is preparation for nothing. Why do we stress so much over it? I get very tired of hearing people’s “life hacks.” They are just another quick fix for the eternal mess we human beings love to make.

Last night’s dream was a doozy. It featured my favorite theme, being lost and needing to call home. I asked a young boy and girl for directions and I foolishly followed them. Until they jumped down a sheer cliff and I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.

So I wandered around the neighborhood asking women if I could borrow their phones to call home. None would let me.

The scene changed to me being in a building where I could not gain entrance for some reason. I could find no food, either.

Things got worse and worse until I woke up suddenly, rushing to get dressed before the painter and his crew arrived. They haven’t showed yet.

By the way, this version of Pages I am using consistently overrides what I mean to type and substitutes other words I “might mean.” That is very mean! I have to go back and override what Pages incorrectly typed for me.

Sometimes life sucks but we don’t have to. How we “not suck” is up to us. I suppose it is different for every person. Sometimes, not sucking for me is to just let everything go wrong (as it always will). I am not a pessimist. I am simply a witness 🙂

Vicki Woodyard