Have you ever had one of those days when your mind is all jumbled? You know like when thoughts tumble around in your head and connect randomly like boxer shorts and panty hose ever so briefly, and then break apart like a load of laundry without ‘Cling free’.
Or that sensation of losing a great idea and having it go splat like a hefty bag filled with chicken soup being tossed from a fifty story building in New York City.
Today my mind has been jumbled just like this, and sometimes it aligns, but with the trepidation of dominos waiting to tumble for the next someone who unleashes flatulence. Every have one of those days? I mean, I had a tremendous amount to drink last night, but that is not uncommon for a Giraffe on the edge.
I am working on a correspondence course to become a professional bartender, and I take my assignments seriously. Making fuzzy navels and margarita’s is tough, especially when you are a perfectionist like me and are willing to make it over, and over, and over again until you get it right. It is hard to study my bartender’s course when my blood alcohol level reaches 25%, but I will persevere.
Despite a few setbacks, and some long sleepovers at the local park, I like this course much better than the pharmaceutical sampler’s course I took. I tried to do that one simultaneously with the bartender’s course, but I found it too confusing, and passed out a lot faster. So I canceled the Pharma course, and sent it back to get a refund.
I kept the free samples, and gave them to my neighbor’s cat. So anyway, do you ever have days when your mind is got a tornado going on in it like an eggbeater gone postal?