The deer around here are fat pregnant. Holy cow. I feel bad for them, waddling through the woods with their big ol' bellies. I hope they drop fawns soon. Because they're all huge and in need of extra calories, Hubs is keeping the feed pans full and making sure they have fresh water.
The other day I was at Wally World and I got this young lady cashier who reminds me of my daughter. (Mostly because of her looks and a little because of her attitude.) Well, she was grumpy that day and she was determined to continue to be grumpy, no matter what kind of funny story I told. (In my attempts to cheer her up, I think I might've actually made her grumpiness worse. :shrug:) I was really bummed for her. I mean, she's 19 and has a whole life ahead of her. She's got a job, she's got her health, she lives in a gorgeous area. And then I remembered me at that age. OMG, I was a total downer. Negativity reigned supreme. Sarcastic and cynical and determined Murphy's Law was out to get me. Bleh. I'd like to go back in time and shake myself. I mean, I eventually got over it. It took a lot of growing up and some wise insights by some friends, but I did get over it. I hope that gal gets over it, too.
The flat opossum is still in the road.
Hubs and I both have a case of the crud. His is worse than mine.
I got my final edits from the editor. I'm about halfway through those and then I need to send it to someone else to proof and then do another proof-through myself. I'd like all of this to happen by early next week, so I can set the book up for pre-order with at least a few days for some of you to order ahead of time. In order for all of that to happen, though, I need to bust my ass today.
What's up in your world? What are you doing to keep a little positivity in your life?