Just Another Manic Monday

Congratulations on finding your days free of enough pain and strife to wander down HERE on the net.

Blogging. The last (or first) bastion of the verbose man.
Typists Tourette's if you will.

A chance to look inside one's self and take inventory, and if one is lucky, not call the movers and abandon the cat.

Do you see anything of interest in yourself that you like?

Have you celebrated having that ability lately?

Have you wandered around and taken stock of the 3 most abusive traits you harbor..... do you even have the guts to admit they might be there?

OK, so you think you want to peek around your psyche corner and peer into the big box. Get a latte, make a mental note that you just spent enough to save 3 starving preschoolers in Gyana, and then check again. If you have a moments hesitation before you justify your right to spend money with abandon just because you earned it, you probably don't need to take inventory right now. Finish your coffee before it gets cold.

If you work for the public schools, get your pencils sharpened. You ARE going to be at this carbon based pentinence for quite a while. Being that you work for the public educational system, you might need a buddy to help you with the big words, like latte. Or inteligence. That however, is a rant for another rafting expedition. Today, we are just floating with the currents of fall.