I don’t know if this is going to sound politically correct, but it is what it is – I was totally alone here at the laundromat, then in came a tall, handsome black man and a sweet Mexican in a cowboy hat at the same time and all I could think of? “Half the village people are here!”
I’m sticking by it.
I went on to think, “And I’m the pasty white girl totally ruining the illusion.”
In other news, saw this on a friends page and loved it so much I had to share it with you.
So true, and I don’t know about you, but I really need to learn to live this. So unhealthy to live any other way. I constantly beat myself up about the past and I’m always worrying about the future. I’m missing so many ‘now’ moments in the process.
So today, I need to enjoy my Sunday. Stay in the moment. Maybe eat something really bad for me, because my shorts are falling off as I walk around the laundromat. Time to fatten up a bit and find my ‘happy’. Yup.
Now let’s dance – throw those hands up!