(I started to divulge the reasons, then quickly deleted as I quickly became attuned to my triteness.)
So yesterday as I sat folding laundry before heading to the Fair, something happened. Something pretty wonderful, really.
I feigned a request to borrow one of Alex's skirts. Her innocent and moderately horrified reaction sent laughter through the room.
Ah, the joy of a tear-releasing belly laugh! I decided to find every opportunity to laugh again. And so I did...in fact, it made me wonder how many times in a typical day I miss a chance to laugh. Probably too many.
So from now on, when I started to head down that path of "nobody has it worse than me" (even though I know very well it's not close to being true), I'm going find something to laugh about...
Gotta go. Jeff Dunham is on right now...
Oh, but before I sign off...the skirt I wanted to borrow...
