Yesterday was conquered by fatigue and Tourettes. I didn’t get much accomplished aside from taking care of my daughter, which left me feeling a tad discouraged since I had just written in my journal before going to sleep about what an awesome day it was going to be. Still, all was not bad. For example, dealing with my daughter is a joy as it gives my life purpose. There was something else that brought a smile to my stressed out face, however. My daughter is autistic and learning disabled, and we work with a service that provides in-home therapy. They teach her coping and life skills. Today, she had a new therapist. There is an uncomfortable period, as you can imagine, when a stranger enters one’s home, but we’re used to this routine, so we make jokes and idle chitchat as we try to quickly establish a professional rapport. I was fully present for a while, but then I began a Tourettes episode and retired to my room to wait it out in private. Later, my daughter barg...
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I sent it to my wife while she was at work. She had to pause it because she was laughing out loud too much. Didn't want to get in trouble. I told her I was just trying to remind her why she married me: I look great shaking maracas!
~Douglas
Thanks! (or should I say gracias?)
tee hee.
Claire
Jams ~ Glad to drop by. Thanks for doing the same.
Elene ~ Exactly! Hobbies are excellent, constructive uses of our time that can build self-esteem, boost endorphins, and distract us from our troubles. Thanks for commenting.
Spamette ~ Sorry. Not interested in your wares. Nice try, though.
Hee.