Can I Have the Lemons, Now?

Fresh Lemons and Lemonade

Fresh Lemons and Lemonade

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Simply enough, but recently life has been giving me anything as nice a lemons.  My sunny disposition has been rained on constantly on by never ending to-do list, bills and unexpected expenses.  The new job that I hoped would relieve some of the financial stress hasn’t started, yet.   So if life would literally give me some lemons that would be lovely. I would happily make lemonade to sell. 

Yesterday as I was coming home from a meeting when I ran a red light.  My mind was so distracted that I didn’t see it. Cars’ blared their horns and drivers cursed with wild gestures as I pulled through the intersection.  I can’t even remember what took my mind off my road.  It was as if my brain had suddenly been replaced by a lump of three day old guacamole.  Everything just seemed to come crashing down the lump, making it a very sad lump.

Nap time didn’t help. The lump was focused on the negative. 

The grand plan I have to celebrate my birthday was close to be chucked out the window.  My sister-friend Zee-Mama called to remind me about dinner and it was all I could do not to cry on the phone. I am not sure why I wanted to cry I think the lump was trying to take control of the rest of my body.  I wanted to stay home and just be.. when I stopped to consider what I was going to be for the rest of the night, I hopped back in the car.

A stimulation of Zee’s pool

Zee wouldn’t let me cancel. I am to report to her house Saturday at 5 p.m. with book and hang out at the pool.   It won’t fix any of the problems plaguing me, but it is a natural repellant for the lump inside my head. 

Maybe she will have some lemonade for me to sip on?


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