Extra today: Real Life, Humorously Non-Romanticized Moments

So, I have thought about it and I think sometimes it might be a good thing to just come and do a quick post here and there. Especially if something is on my mind.

I have to share a couple moments of humor. But first, is it true that this is my 2nd blog of the day? Why yes, yes it is!

First moment of humor. My horror at realizing that even after hours of editing and looking at myself in Final Cut Pro, I did not see the footage of the “flake-boogar” hanging out of my nose in the “romanticizing of my life” video. Oh the irony. In the video I said that the “universe always tries to counter-act anything I try to do”. If it’s a “here’s how I manage the stress week” video, it will be the week in which I’m so stressed out and things are going so wrong that I am totally NOT able to manage it. If I’m doing a storage and organizing video it’s going to be the most cluttered of weeks to the point of which I’m questioning my life, my video, and barely able to video any footage showing any organizing impact at all, etc. And of course let me romanticize my world and I’ll have a flaky boogie hanging out my nose. Ok point made. So in an effort to romanticize THAT we are going to embrace it and give it a name and call it “Boogera” and let’s bring that little guy a cigar and a martini, can we?

The Second Moment of Humor story.

So the second story is that last night I wanted to romanticize my world by reading in bed with my chihuahua by my side and just lull myself to sleep reading a book where a lady moves to Venice to marry her beau and they are setting up house together and she’s getting her bearings without ability to speak the language. I couldn’t wait to get into it and enjoy it and to see what happened when reality set in as she sold her beautiful house and moved in with him and he didn’t have much- but she “loved him”.

The reality for me, however, is that I had sprayed some stress relief sleeping spray on the coverlets and pillow next to me. I had also slathered some night cream on my face. I was reading only with a book light, so George could sleep in the room across from mine. I had a nice low-light but yet, well-lit situation for my little romantacy book. I was settled in with the bed adjusted just right in my sleep number bed to allow for sitting up to read. With Maddie snuggled in by my side, and a smile on my face to finally be settled, I heard a faint buzz. The buzz got louder and what happened next was an attack by not ONE but TWO flies who were determined to 1) Steal my book 2) Put my eyes out 3) Knock me out of bed and 4) Snuggle themselves into my bed until they were drunk with whatever I had put on the coverlet.

What resulted was me waving my book mark around with it’s tassels around my head continually for the next 20 minutes – like a cow with a big tail swat on a hot summer day trying to rid of the the little buggars. I would like to say that I enjoyed myself, but I was more overjoyed by the realization that the chapter would end soon, the lights would no longer attract them and if they lit on me in the night, I’d never know it. Oh well, I at least tried.

What else can you say? Right? These are the realities of living my life? The universe, God, or somebody certainly keeps me grounded and humble. lol

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