Or so the saying goes.
At this time I would like to put a small revision on that saying. My own little coined phrase if you will. Here goes...
When it rains, it pours...for a little while. And then it clears and things look good...right before the fucking Monsoon bashes into you and tries to take away your spirit. The End.
Ok maybe it doesn't flow all that well. I'll work on it.
As you might be able to guess things are really frustrating around here right now, to say the least. I hate complaining. I don't think that it's a good look on anyone and I'm not about to start doing that right now (maybe later). I also know that everything can always get worse. But I feel that we have gotten our fair share of worse for a while. Unless the universe is trying to get it all out of the way for us now so that when it does clear, for good, that it will be the clearest, brightest, bluest skies in the history of clear, bright, blue skies. That would be nice.
I must say that I am very glad that we decided to take our trip last month. It was a nice, relaxing and fun vacation...right before the you know what hit the fan. I'll tell you about it soon. The trip, not the poopies all over the walls.