Was in a funky mood this morning.
Didn’t want to walk.
Didn’t want to write.
Didn’t want to read.
I didn’t even want to watch Charlie Rose.
Decided that my bathroom needed a “good cleaning”.
Couldn’t do it BEFORE showering, though.
God forbid, I should clean my bathroom before cleaning MYSELF!
The shower’s clean.
And I can see my reflection on the inside and outside porcelain of my toilet bowl.
I’ve got a new lease on life and I’m “good to go”!
Nothing like a little “toilet therapy”, for flushing away your sorrows; when you’re stuck on your personal pity pot, eh?
Have a great day, People!
I know I will.
And don’t be putting too much gravy on your bread dressing, Turkeys!
Be safe and take some time to breathe between eating and shopping.
Catch ya next adventure, looking at life from my shoes.